Sabbath School Poem by JOE POEWHIT

Sabbath School

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Kids wait outside the temple.
Meditations of the coming mental.
Collection usher, at the door.
The congregation inside, wants more.
Up to the alter, stools abound.
Minister pours the first round.
Idol image music, fills the walls.
Meditation prayer hours-in the stalls.
Play idol images, soon come alive.
Sabbath school lessons, way past five.
Outside - the real GOD in heaven.
Sabbath day rest-on day seven.

8/3/2009 POEWHIT

JESUS SAVES

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Shashendra Amalshan 13 August 2009

yeah faith is a good thing.. Too bad I can't gather up some faith.. and nice, simple, poem too.... lively poem I should say... good lovess shan

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Ejaz Khan 04 August 2009

A nice write Joe, shows the strong impact faith has on you. Indeed one's strong belief is a pillar against which one can lean in all weathers!

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