michele kostelnik

Rookie (December 7,1944 / Norfolk)

Lost Generation - Poem by michele kostelnik

He left us His Word - He soon would be back.
There came an unusual rumbling.
Was it a train on the track?
We never dreamed the time would come;
and here is the day-observed by some.
It seemed too soon.
Was this a giant typhoon?
Happiness is for those who know!
Whoever is left here must listen for horns
to blow.
Time is moving so fast.
Knowledge must come from the past.
Gather your thoughts and make your
choice now- today!
All the tomorrows ahead will never pay.
There is a safe place where you can
live and breathe,
but it is only given to those who believe.


Comments about Lost Generation by michele kostelnik

  • (11/22/2017 11:36:00 PM)


    This is a poem I wrote about a generation just like this one now! Sad... People are not even giving God a thought. Everyone will see soon. The Kingdom is at hand. Please choose Jesus - when you have your sins wiped away. I am a believer now but was lost once upon a time. Hope to see you all in Heaven. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, March 18, 2006

Poem Edited: Friday, October 7, 2011


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