Mark Beal


Poetic Shadow - Poem by Mark Beal

Poetic Shadow

I get all balled up inside for I fear
that we are all failing miserably
in our efforts toward Christianity
I consider the strength and the faith of the martyrs
who refused to death
to worship the gods of Rome
as I pray to the Lord for wisdom, strength, and mercy

I watch the children outside my window spin and play
awkward their growth
uneasily and slowly submitting to try and fit
into this wrestless world all spiritually diseased
that feeds on the beauty of their innocence
then spits them out between its venemous teeth
my God have mercy on us all
for this world grinds, pounds, and burns
the faith, love, and life, out of all that she sees
so much darkness and confusion
and I wonder, 'how can this be'

the cross it is an idol
like a ball and chain for the weak
the sun's day as the Sabbath
and we are all confused as can be
Appollo on the money
and we are left serving greed
Constantine
can you see
your sun god under my feet
as I stand in a stream of cool water
come and take a drink with me
from that which flows down from Zion
come, let us take part in the Kingdom that is
and is yet to be
truly we all have our testament in hand
my faith
that we will all someday understand
but how
we'll probably all be tried in the fire
until we learn to live like the son of man
so let us all repent
then do the best we can


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Poem Submitted: Monday, December 28, 2009



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