prostitute

Think on my way
You who
Are erring
On the side
Of untruth,
Who say of Me
God does not see.
God is in
Your midst.
Think on Me.
For I
Shall not forget
Him who
Remembers Me now
When all are forsaking,
All bow
To the idol
Mammon and think
He will save
In their time
Of need.
Your need
Is Me
Remembering
Your trust
And faith
And belief
When all
The world
Was selling
Their soul
For money.