18 (With A Bullet)

They are banded together with an undying love,

Focused entirely on the one who sits up above.

Determined to endure all of life's pain,

Because eternal happiness is what will be gained.

Instilled with the power of God, from head to toe,

Can withstand up against, any and every foe.

Each has a number and rank in position,

However, the only thing that matters, is a successful mission.

We're not concerned with our individual name,

Because, the sole purpose is, playing our Father's game.

The Burning Desire deep within our souls,

Will get us to reaching, the ultimate goal.

The Holy Spirit will lead us through all harm,

Straight to heaven, into our Father's open arms.

Yes, the one who is guiding from up above,

Is waiting on us, with all His love.

Yes, my children, up here is where it ends,

But, there's work to do, so now you must begin.

The appointed time is currently at hand,

I've sent one who is leader of the band.

He's my number one (a tad bit on the nutty side) Pied Piper,

Don't stand too close, he's also a snake, a real “Viper”.

He has at times, a very short memory span,

While on earth, traveling across the land.

I've implanted inside him, an internal clock,

So should he veer too far outside the circle, it'll go, “Tick Tock”.

Mini-Me, the internal clock was Rose’s idea,

She said, Father, “I think you need to make it perfectly clear”.

The limits of the circle is hard for dad to find,

Sometimes, I believe, he's done lost his mind.

I need to make sure my son makes it safely home,

To accomplish that, he can't ever be left alone.

This is your Father, better known as God,

Alvin Mann, a.k.a. Mini-Me, is my son and also my Lightning Rod.

So, keep an eye on him, to ensure he walks a straight line,

Rose is correct, too many times, it's like he's done lost his mind.

Your Father

God