Falling Risk

I want you to know,
How life just might be;
If God stopped the flow,
To walk through the sea.

By night walked the crowd,
Followed the fire;
By day as a cloud,
Gave as required.

The cloud and the sea,
Gave them food and drink;
When God heard the plea,
As to not to sink.

A spiritual food,
With spiritual drink;
Kept them in the mood,
Away from the brink.

So as they had thirst,
Wherever they walk;
Although they had cursed,
They drank from a rock.

Yet, God was not pleased,
With their attitude;
Many were diseased,
For their awful mood.

So we should not lust,
After evil things;
And put our trust,
Of all which God brings.

Worship not false gods,
As some others do;
Idols are mere frauds,
That they will pursue.

Some may like a feast,
Then naughty sin;
And become deceased,
Corroded within.

They were killed by snakes,
And angel of death;
A risk that one takes,
Without godly breath.