James Tipp

Rookie - 408 Points (20-06-1945 / East London)

Brokeness - Poem by James Tipp

I am surrounded by the brokenness of humanity,
It dwells in every corner of my experience of people,
They strive to fulfil their dreams regardless.
The concept of self is magnified beyond measure.
Yet these same broken people work wonders
Fill boxes for presents for the unknown child
Cry for the victims of disaster they never knew
In giving they do a work of grace that is God like.
Both the church and the world are one in this
Full of broken people striving to understand
Moved by compassion that only comes from God
Love is his direct gift to all who are open to receive
It has no other source than Him, no counterfeit.
My experience of flawed people is universal
My hope is that all are redeemable by his grace.


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, December 9, 2009



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