On Our Own Honor. Poem by Roxanne Dubarry

Merely relying upon our own honor,
to always to tell the truth,
under any circumstances.
Simply frequently means,
we take upon ourselves far
too many chances.

If it is our own convenience,
or benefit to do so,
we will tell the truth.
Most of us will not even blink
an eye in telling little white lies.

Only one man walked the earth,
who lived with honor, just
happens to be Jesus Christ.
He was the divine Son of God,
clocked in fleshly humanity.

Only then was he able to truly
understand and relate to mere
humans such as you and me.
Only then was he able to pay
the ultimate price.

His death on Calvary's cross
was the true sacrifice for
mankind's' sins. Making
certain we need not perish
in him. He was able to
give us a choice.

The choice is up to each
one of us individually,
to make our own honor.
Wheather or not to
accept his free gift
of eternal life,
or reject it.