kipper Stagg

Rookie (6th April 1957 / Earth)

A Fathers Love - Poem by kipper Stagg

He had but to ask and all ills would be forgiven.
He'd seen enough of life's carnage to turn him slightly mad.
Yet ask as he might no hope nor help came forth nor ever was given.
Time lost, time running out, he was alone and desperately hopeless and sad!
His hour had come; once again calling, he asked half hesitatingly for mercy.
Yet still none would come
The life he'd had was set to turn any man bad,
He looked at the figure of Christ, static, hands stretched forth in welcoming.
Unmoving expressionless!
"Why was I ever born he asked? "
then a vision did appear and spoke in whispers laying a hand upon him saying softly "Journey with me and I shall give you peace!
And from your burdens I shall release."
"Am I not light and life personified? "
'Oh Prince of love' he said, was I not born a sinner? But answer me this if you will? ,
If God is all love then why was I burdened with such a rotten life?
Think what heartache was put upon my family and wife?
The Christ watched as he slumped back on his chair with watered eyes and cried.
The Christ replied
"Do you have no faith in my known word? '
'Did I not suffer for sin of man so all men are born free, see these wounds upon my hands and feet! "
the Man replied, you suffered right enough, but your suffering lasted but one day!
Mine has lasted a lifetime, and a man can only carry so much pain.
What sin was so great that little children suffer so in this world, and would not a father's love put it all to rights?
The Christ bowed his head beneath the crown of thorns and no reply came back.

Comments about A Fathers Love by kipper Stagg

  • Gold Star - 10,112 Points Heather Wilkins (9/10/2013 8:20:00 PM)

    a beautiful write about the Father's love. it is everlasting. (Report) Reply

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  • Gold Star - 19,274 Points Ramesh Rai (5/26/2012 6:55:00 AM)

    a poignant poem, touching the faith of love (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 12 Points Martin O'Neill (2/11/2012 9:02:00 PM)

    Ah my friend! I think we would enjoy a beer together were we ever to meet and we would put the world to rights and religion to the sword.... (Report) Reply

  • Bronze Star - 2,612 Points Elena Sandu (10/13/2011 4:40:00 PM)

    What an end! Not even Christ could say a word facing the everyday huge pain of the Man.Yet Man, had the power of questioning. Rebellious against god against pain and unfairness put upon his head, he still can find the power of one and best energy: love. Man, loves his wife and all the little children of this world!
    Your poems, my dear friend are hiding a huge amount of love between the lines.
    Profoundly philosophical, as all your poems, are haunting me for days, then all of a sudden I find myself awake and start to try to change the world with what I, may have got the spirit of your thoughts, why did you stopped? Please, give freedom to spread, cheers for the great wings, your pen! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, October 2, 2010

Poem Edited: Sunday, February 26, 2012

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