Drifts of our lives

Driving around town, the snow falling all around, Drifting too and fro, like the sinner's unsaved soul. Still a captive to the winds of satan to push them where he may. Piling them where discarded, unneeded by his minions deposited behind some doorway in back behind an alley, unaware as the sinner is to his life's own folly.You watch friends stumble through their lives, with children spread around with countless women and ex-wives, you watch their heart hurt when they can't see them, raised by another, the time they are granted comes to a quick end. Their heart-string's pulled, children become pawns in games where they don't know the rules, ever changing sides, black to white depending on the day, until all they see and believe becomes a shade of gray. I believe the most important thing a person does in their life is raise their children, and when I see the selfish acts of so many, not taking the long term effects into account before their decision's, It really makes your heart ache.