Your mind is lost
You're in a desert
Wandering alone in your breast
You are a lost sheep
Come back home
Ye' prodigal son.

You are dismayed by your thoughts
You are swindled by your mind
Your knowledge has entrapped you
Stop being a fool
Your creator awaits you
Come back home
Ye' prodigal son.

You're in a voyage
A voyage of confusion
You're on the wrong path
Christ is calling you
Like a man preaching the gospel
Come back home
Ye' prodigal son.

You flee from your call
You decamped from your destiny
You depart from your chance
How long will ye' run?
A voice is calling
Come back home
Ye' prodigal son.
© Omotayo