Thursday, 30 August 2012

Dear lord on the behalf of the lukewarm

Many will read your lips but their hearts are so far away,
Many will say they're fixed when really they're broken,
Many will think they're wearing clean robes when really they're really in filthy rags,
Many will say I love you but in their hearts they say I hate you,
Many will think they're glass is full when in reality; their glasses are empty,
What more would they want in this world when there's more eternally,
What would they gain if you had the whole world than to gain nothing in this world,
Why walk in the black when they can walk in white,
Why should a man fear death when they're with you O lord,
Why should a man not fear death when they're are not with you O lord,
Can a poem like this have another meaning to this,
Can a poem like this not make any sense to them at all,
I'm pretty sure a minority of them would understand the meaning behind it,
But a majority of them would think of it as just trash talk,
What more can I say when I'm only writing from what is in my heart,
What more can I say when they think I'm just writing what's in my head,
Some will think I'm out of my mind but for a few; it takes a clear vision to see.

Monday, 6 August 2012

The bread of life

I've been so hungry for all my life; trying to look for things to satisify me,
I seemed to have found nothing to keep me full; nor did I found drinks to stop my thirst,
It seemed like I was lost; nowhere on earth to be found,
Walking through the lost desert trying to find my way out,
I kept trying and trying and trying; I just kept wanting to give it all up,
My stomach kept on rumbling and my throat was getting all dry,
I had nothing to eat and there was barely any water,
I was on the verge of giving up; I just wanted to die alone,
Then I saw something so bright; brighter than the sun,
I could see his outline; He was whiter than snow,
I felt so drawn to come nearer to him; I asked where to find the bread and the water to keep my satisfaction,
He said to me, "I am the bread of life. He who comes to me will never go hungry, he who comes to me will never be thirsty."
I came to him and I followed him and I also believed in him,
I've made my way outside of this desert; I was fully satisified never hungry nor thirsty,
I gave him all my thanks and gave him all the glory,
I gave him my life and he gave me eternal life.