Leslie Alexis

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Be Blessed - Poem by Leslie Alexis

I want to be able to fly
To save all those who die
But all I can do is cry.

And useless are my tears
For they do not give years
Nor do they banish fears.

I see hurt and great death
Faces filled with much regret
Lives fixed with destinies set.

The eyes of those who lost legs
The eyes of the kid who begs
-Out of great poverty he begs -

The eyes of the lonely orphan
Who does not see love often,
And although alive -lives in a coffin,

makes me weep.

I feel sorrow for souls in torment
And for the helpless Government;
Sorrow for the father who can’t rent.

I look on with a gloomy heart,
And point to the path of the one who bought
Our freedom from the consequence of sin.

Sin: is that disgusting thing
That brings dishonor to the king.
I feel real sorrow for they who reject the king!

For until they accept Christ, there is no life.
Not the house, or car, or job, or leg, or wife,
But Christ alone gives complete relief from strife.


Copyright © 2009 Leslie Alexis

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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 30, 2010

Poem Edited: Thursday, January 26, 2012


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