Lord..thank You
2 February, 2011
Author: Ben Franklin
Finding a high
But would come down feeling lower,
Cells killed off
Brain processing slower
Instead of walking the path of love
I was crippled by my own hate,
Slept around and stayed out late.
I was lost under the surface
Without purpose
One foot out and one foot in the grave,
One side of my conscience telling me to get high
The other telling me I can be saved.
Forceful aging,
I cried to the lord...”HELP ME IM FADING!”
I lied
I cheated
I stole,
But I was embraced by your grace
And once again made whole!
The devil leaded me astray,
Then God filled me with his Love and leaded me to my hands and knees to pray.
Our Lord is good
Our lord is yours
Our Lord is Love….
.…Have a word with him if you have just had enough
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Comments on this poem/writing:
anonymous (71.217.49.188) -- Saturday, February 5 2011, 12:04 pm Yep, I've always enjoyed reading your poems. Good to see you back brah! |
Ben Alan Franklin (89.248.29.228) -- Monday, February 7 2011, 08:05 pm Hey! thanks for the comment..anonymous..hmm who could you be! thanks again! |
Meridian (64.12.117.71) -- Tuesday, February 8 2011, 03:54 am Ben! Yes! Awesome poem! I'm like anonymous...glad you're back. |
Ben franklin (172.24.36.6) -- Tuesday, February 15 2011, 07:40 am Meri my dear friend... Thank you for your comment! God bless |
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