Thursday, July 2, 2009

Some Poetry...

I've had it on my heart the past couple of weeks to post again. I didn't know what I was supposed to be posting and all of a sudden it came to me, rather God reminded me, of this poem I wrote a few years ago. I've read it a few times to folks, and if you're reading this and you happen to be one of the folks that has heard it, please know that God has put it on my heart to post this. It's kind of long but I pray that it blesses you and encourages you.

You may think that God's a fake,
But for Heaven's sake,
Stop that tired debate,
You can't grasp that,
To which you can't relate,
Things don't happen,
Because of fate,
It's El-Shadai,
My Adonai,
You can try and try,
To simply rely,
On things of this world,
But you'll cry and cry,
You become hypnotized,
Instead of baptized,
Backsides,
To the fire,
Then you realize,
How you lived your life,
And you're traumitized,
The terror in your eyes,
Won't give you wings to fly,
So hold on tight,
You've got a bumpy ride,
Once so alive,
Now you're crushed,
Soulless,
And ready to die,
Going straight to hell,
To be deep fried,
In anguish,
Torture and pain,
Where evil reigns,
And you're chained,
To the depression,
That you contain,
No way to escape,
Attempts to are in vain,
You're slain,
The tears that stain,
Your face remain,
To remind you of happiness,
That you extinguished,
In plain,
View of the One who sustained,
The Truth you know,
But chose to profane.

That's just one side of the tale,
While one man wails,
And fails,
His earthly test,
Another digests,
What's best...
THE WORD OF GOD!
He doesn't digress,
Or stress,
He's blessed,
He manifests,
Love and compassion,
Not distractions,
Or reactions,
But his interactions,
With other factions,
Earn him a place to hang his hat,
And chat,
With angels who are scat-,
Terd through heavenly realms,
Singing hymns,
To the great I AM,
So lift your chin,
Then fall to your knees,
To the One who fulfilled,
Hundreds of prophecies,
It takes testes,
To believe,
In what you can't see,
So man up to the challenge,
And be all you can be,
For Christianity,
And remember,
You and me,
WE represent God's family.

Tonight,
Pucker up,
And kiss the light,
Because your plight,
Is almost over,
Before you,
Dressed in white,
THE Lord and Savior,
Jesus Christ,
Recites,
What might,
Take away the night,
From your life,
Did you live right,
Was HIS will your light,
Was HE in your sight,
Did you place someone,
You like,
Above the One who gives eternal life,
Were you ruined,
To pursuing,
The way of life,
God was booing,
Or were you chewing,
The gristle,
And the fat,
That Satan spat,
To get you off track,
I don't know that,
But I do know,
The more we sit in silence alone,
Longing to condone,
The acts we have shown,
We realize,
We haven't grown,
No seeds have been sown,
No minds have been blown,
We've helped no one,
Find their way home,
The tools were all here,
As we tremble in fear,
Because this world sneers,
At our every tear,
Dropping at Your feet,
Only wishing for relief,
From all of our grief,
Brought forth by Your Truth,
Which we stomp on with our feet,
We grind our teeth,
And begin to seek,
A sneak peak,
Into heavenly realms,
So we can come back,
Know what we lack,
And have the knack,
To attack,
These traps,
That bound these lost souls.