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I came across an old poem I had written and I read it an I am still so proud of it -
I thought I would share it
What's the Point?
There once was a man
who did not know why
moments were slipping by
and all the while he thought
what is the point?
There once was a dreamer
who kept dreaming dreams
in his eyes still gleamed
the light of last nights
but he never did anything.
The woman on her 30 minute break
she is feeding the birds with
some crumbs of a dollar burger
once she hoped for something
but now she just hurries all day long.
A man is shaving a three day shadow
but he cannot shave away
the shadows under his eyes
he hasn't the heart to put in words
so he drowns in a bottle every night.
Daddies little girl is all grown up now
but her fears did not go away
the monster still lives under the bed
as she moves to college
she packed it right in with the rest of the junk.
So everyone keeps on running.
The circle of life stops for no one.
Consume and be consumed
all these "wants" has turned to poison
killing our passion.
Unless....
YOU stop for them.
God came down to give
hope and a new life to us
his passion saves.
Unless...
Their pain,
and their potential joy
become more important
than your reheated instant gratification...
They might never know!
The point?
Jesus.
I thought I would share it
What's the Point?
There once was a man
who did not know why
moments were slipping by
and all the while he thought
what is the point?
There once was a dreamer
who kept dreaming dreams
in his eyes still gleamed
the light of last nights
but he never did anything.
The woman on her 30 minute break
she is feeding the birds with
some crumbs of a dollar burger
once she hoped for something
but now she just hurries all day long.
A man is shaving a three day shadow
but he cannot shave away
the shadows under his eyes
he hasn't the heart to put in words
so he drowns in a bottle every night.
Daddies little girl is all grown up now
but her fears did not go away
the monster still lives under the bed
as she moves to college
she packed it right in with the rest of the junk.
So everyone keeps on running.
The circle of life stops for no one.
Consume and be consumed
all these "wants" has turned to poison
killing our passion.
Unless....
YOU stop for them.
God came down to give
hope and a new life to us
his passion saves.
Unless...
Their pain,
and their potential joy
become more important
than your reheated instant gratification...
They might never know!
The point?
Jesus.
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