Steven Reeve Poems

You are not just a city,
You are more than that,
Much, much more,
For you are the very heart of God.
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These fields were once nice places,
Today just a quagmire of mud,
Devoid of all their graces,
Sodden with youths own life blood.
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In a stable, He is born,
Do you not see Him?
Look as they lay their gifts before Him,
The once and forever King.
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Come follow me,
This stranger did say,
Great wonders you shall see,
Each and every day.
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They shall despise thee for my name,
Thy love for me on them shall grate,
For this, thee shall be given blame,
On thee, they shall place their hate.
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Look at their god’s,
Made of wood and clay,
Gilded with gold and silver,
Adorned with precious stones.
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Lord, You are the reason,
In You Lord is my purpose,
It is for you that I live,
You and You alone shall I serve.
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As I sat on the shore,
I just knew there had to be more,
More than what I could see,
Other places where I need to be.
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Another sunny afternoon,
Everyone is off to the beach,
Everyone except me,
I’m at work and it is out of my reach.
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I am on the left,
You are on the right,
Of sense we are bereft,
Oh and how we like to fight.
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