That car
       Driven so roughly by a tattered driver
       Beaten and battered 
       Always visiting the mechanic's shop .

      
       That car , struggling with it's driver
       A brutal and nasty creature 
       Who specializes in driving one   
       Backwards .


         That car has been manhandled 
          Made to go on backward journeys 
          Even without energy (fuel)
          It has no choice than to oblige to his 
          Masters command . 


          It has been maltreated 
          And now it is malfunctioning 
          Looking for a place of solace 
          But is left to wander
          Why???
           It has gone too far 
           Too far to retrace it's steps


            It has lost all hopes 
            Lost hopes of retracing it's steps
            Lost hopes of coming back to 
            limelight.
            It decides to stay and endure the pain
            Till it finally breaks down that is........


            That car is you !!
            Made by the creator
            Sculpted by the sculptor
            Fashioned to excel
            A brand of excellence


          You wandered away from divine 
          providence
          With claims that you wanted to see
           the "world"
           Now you're shattered , battered and               wounded 
           With the thought that "all hopes is 
            lost"


           There's still hope !!!
           Don't give up
           You can be branded anew 
           Jesus is calling 
           He's willing to rebrand you 


         Make a move 
         Turn the tide
         Break free
         Navigate yourself to his feet
         Jesus is willing to rebrand you .






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