Sinner Poem by Colin Ian Jeffery
Sinner
Too late
He fell upon his knees
Begging forgiveness.
But had lived a wasted life
Debauched, selfish wanting only pleasure
With no regard for man or God.
Pleading for mercy
He beat bloody fists upon Heaven's gates
But no Saviour came.
Wringing his hands
Terrified of coming torments
He entered Hell's threshold.
Finding perpetual agonies
Tortured by Satan's demons
Dancing grotesquely among the flames.
A good story within your poem, plenty of sinners in this world like the Bali bombers who to this day never got down on their knees to beg forgivness only a sickly grin on their faces- thanks for the poem to make us all think, regards Ken e Hall
oh sinner how can i be not, , , what can we do to save ourself from that dance, it is great poem i like it
Praise the Lord, it is a beautiful poem about a sinner. I am a sinner too.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/18/2024 7:00:52 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Colin, Very interesting poems, well in writing... But, the repentance is no time not late in Christianity for sinners.... If it is true repentances.... 10... Sincerely, Tsira