God's Blessings Are Thankfully Preserved! Poem by Michael Gale

Hardy har har, we've gone too far! ...This
mess that lays beneath my feet, will soon to
ensnare as cover and deprive thee of thine
own air! All about me, will not at all does
any one care! Of mine own interventions
t'wil i dare! Of all heart aches do i swear
as stare! Emotionally drained f'ro head to
feet, ever unyielding, to beaten defeat!
Persecution infested onto our bodies,
wanting to think of pleasant buddies! Friends
stand by in danger of course, Besieged and
misled by evil, toward's one lost in this
off beaten course! God and Christ will win
this battle, Because of our sins, we lie and
prattle! Our place in Heaven shall be left
openly reserved, Our praise to Jesus and
God, shall ever be eternally written as well
as thankfully preserved! God bless us all,
Forever proud and walking tall! 11-15-2005.



Michael Jeffrey Gale

Copyright ©2005 Michael Jeffrey Gale