Hands Of A Friend

Life is a fountain of uncertainty
An environment of inhumanity,
Caused by people with no discretion
For the welfare of the nation.
Amicably they solicit your participation
While deviously obliterating your contribution,
But why worry about these mates
When there are always other gates.
Yes, gates that opens to opportunity
Of meeting someone with sincerity;
Someone who shares your emotions
And comfort you in time of tribulation.
Friends, because are few and rare
All your stress and burden he will bear;
Always willing, your woes to mend
Oh yes, Jesus outstretched arms are
'Hands Of A Friend.'