So, My Son, Go Your Own Way

So, my son, go your own way-
     the hard way-
And when the hard way
     has broken you
Your heart will be soft-
     ready- prepared-
For God's cultivation.

You see, my son, hardened soil
     has to be broken-
Before anything
    can be planted.
Before anything
     can flourish.

So, my son, go your own way-
     For then God will allow you
To do as you "please".
     But, your pleasure will be bitter.

And when you "come to your senses"
     Jesus will be where He has been all along-
With you.