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All I had..was a piece of lent and a gum wrapper...i lost track of time, then soon after...tossed out of my pocket with a quick pick and pull...trying my hardest to look so cool..."do I need that pack of smokes and that orange Bic lighter...or should I save my money for a couple of pieces of cheese and a crusty old cracker?"....my dilemma was growing greatly inside of me...passing up the hunger and leading to the mind...my choice was certain..I just needed a little bit of money and a lot more time...my mind raced..and my blood began to crave...what my tongue had savored and my lungs had saved...all that money I spent for a puff here and there...when my dad's side of the family died...not one had grey hair...was this the end of dear old me...a decrepit, pain infused unhealthy body??? Wait?! What is this that I found in my shirt pocket...I began to shoot up like a fourth of July rocket...could it be a half smoked cigarette? Nope...as my feet landed back on the pavement...what was it that I grasped onto...that would send me flying to the moon?? As I looked inside my good old pocket...all i found was a faded old locket...and inside...a picture I had forgotten...my dad...who once was and now is gone...who had a set of powerful lungs...he would shout and laugh so boisterously...he would always make sure to take care of me...till one day he fell to his knees...his breath taken away...he laid there so silently..."use what God has given to be clean and pure...to tell the world 'COME OUT OF HER'...to tell the peoples where they be....that the lungs we have and the air we breathe...carry HIS Gospel to the lost, the dying and to HIS seed..." My time is now....(takes deeeeep breath and stands tall)~Kadesh
I just wrote this....hope it reaches someone. Shalom.
I just wrote this....hope it reaches someone. Shalom.