My life would feel incomplete if I could not speak what I thought.
I have to give my thoughts a longshot.
What if, I thought something that could change just one person?
Things couldn't worsen.
After all, it isn't like I am there in person.
I cannot sit still like a silent person.
Who is like a mime with no voice, it's by their choice.
If I could only save one soul, I'd rejoice.
I think about how many souls are broken.
And, I become outspoken.
I want to tell everyone about my sweet Savior.
Who doesn't care about your past behavior!
I am his messenger.
You can escape being hell's private passenger.
I want you to know about Jesus Christ.
His love is not priced.
He already paid the price.
He wants me to tell you that he loves you!
And that you don't have to run to the nearest pew!
All you have to do is accept him as your Lord and Savior.
He will not judge you against your misbehavior.
He did not come into the world to condemn.
He came and died so that you would be saved.
The road to salvation is already paved.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem