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Dream PoemScared for life
Saved from death
Caught with care
Raised back up
Guarded by love
Ignorant to care
Have you ever watched a what happens under a car?
Nature comes alive as the car passes by.
The grass waves farewell as the truck passes by.
The leaves of fall try to follow the car and are
swept off their feet and carried away.
They slide, swirl and often times they do curls.
Some try to catch the car, others flee.
Pine-straw however is another matter,
It slithers and slides and often times glides.
Over the road and under the load.
Small stones and pebbles
are shadows of their betters
They stand strong and try to be tall
Their might is feeble compared to the strength of a car,
They are tossed up and away,
for a brief moment feel the same joy
as a leaf stolen from its perch by the winds.
Until they land and bounce some more
till they rest and are nevermore.
MartyrOh Dear Lord let me cry
They spit on Christ as I stand idly by
Oh Dear Lord let me Cry
They spit on Christ as I sit by
Oh Dear Lord why can't I cry?
As they spit on Christ as I sit by
Even if I might die
I can't sit idly by
My Savior died for those like this
And here I sit as they spit
On the face of he who died
To save my soul from the fire
At long last they walk by
I rise up, and then I die.
"Truly I say to you, that which you do to the least of these, you have done to me." (Matt. 25:35-40)
Stuck The car sputtered and shook as it came to an almost silent stop. The engine had gone silent as the horn beeped loudly through the dark night. The orange gas light blinked mockingly at the woman behind the wheel. It was making fun of her; she knew it was making fun of her. Grabbing the black cellular phone on the passenger seat, she looked at it with full intention of calling somebody to come help her.
“Oh, what the hell?!”
The “no service” sign was mocking her at the same exact time. The horn beeped loudly as she slammed her head against it once again. The day was out to get her in general. She had arrived at all her classes late, and her son was sick with the flu. The babysitter was able to watch him as she went to her late night classes. Giving a heavy sigh, she lifted her head off the wheel to look out the window. Drops of water pooled on the windshield as rain started to fall in a pitter-patter pattern. She didn’t quite understand the message th
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