Ph: Faith: I Have Never Lived Yet Poem by Brian Johnston

Ph: Faith: I Have Never Lived Yet

Rating: 5.0


I have never lived yet, there's no use pretending,
I have never lived yet, my life close to ending,
From the first hour of my birth, I've had a low sense of worth,
The truest words of my song, could they have always been wrong?
I have never lived yet, I have never lived yet.

I have never loved yet, there's no one to hold me,
I have never loved yet, my kisses were too free,
From the time of first dating, I saw no need for waiting,
To escape from my home's strife, stained my soul to be a wife
I have never loved yet, I have never loved yet.

I've never been a child, I know that for damn sure,
I've never been a child, no past dreams of nurture,
A huge helping of drama, and a plate full of trauma,
Life bereft of Your blessing, THAT dear God I'm confessing,
I've never been a child, I've never been a child.

But now I'm a poet, my passions at last free,
But now I'm a poet, fount of my family,
To God's blessings I came home and promise no more to roam,
Today Lord, if I have pride, it's because You're by my side,
Loving just the I AM, and now yours Lord I am.

Friday, March 28, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: Faith
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Brian Johnston
March 28,2014

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COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Ency Bearis 06 September 2018

A great to ponder, well penned

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Conley Murray 12 October 2017

That is a great poem, I like it very much. I like Christian poems.

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Brian Johnston 05 April 2014

Hey Colin, Thanks for your comment...! Though every life is touched with depression at times, for some this is a real battle. I have several close friends who have lost children for example. And I have witnessed the consequences of such a loss up close and personal. Though I have written poems in the past about life from a woman's perspective to hide my identity (See 'A Girl At A Dance') , this poem is not one of those. The first 3 stanzas are about a friend's real suffering, the last stanza is really my prayer, my vision of what I hope lies before her. I look forward to more comments in the future.

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Pradip Chattopadhyay 31 March 2014

profound is this beautiful submission, possibly His designed rewards for us at end of day. Thanks Brian for sharing.

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