David Lessard

Freshman - 744 Points (09-14-1941 / Massachusetts)

In This World, Not Of It. - Poem by David Lessard

Yes, we live in this world,
but we don't have to love it
it's just a temporary dwelling,
like the body we inhabit for a while,
there are too many things to improve upon,
things that bring us down and cramp our style.

There's a new world beyond this, waiting,
to welcome us with love and pure joy,
where war is non-existent and so is hate,
it will make us into someone new,
starting with a fresh, new slate.

There's a Spirit world that soon we'll know,
where the lion and the lamb will settle down,
where the wolf and bear are more like friend,
we will spread happiness instead of sorrow,
and for us, that world will never end.

It's in the Good Book, just look and see,
read the about the miracles that will occur,
man cannot lead us down the final road,
he's messed us up right from the very start,
let the Almighty One show you the way,
to Him, give up your tiresome, weary load.

We live in this world, but we're not of it,
we're strangers and pilgrims on a quest,
sojourners living in a fleeting body,
trying hard to do our very best.

Topic(s) of this poem: religion

Comments about In This World, Not Of It. by David Lessard

  • (6/8/2014 10:48:00 AM)

    So inspirational! This is the poem to read when the burden gets too heavy and the weight of the cross is just too much to bear. (Report) Reply

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  • (6/8/2014 9:13:00 AM)

    A nicely written poem of truth. That last verse says it all! If only more people would open up their eyes AND minds and get it! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, June 6, 2014

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