Someone Watching Over Me Poem by James (Bluesman)Cooper

There's someone watching over me looking after my soul
There's so many times I could've been killed but he said it's not time to go
He keeps his hand on my shoulder guides my every step
He was there for his own son whenever he knelt before him and wept.
My soul is the most important to him for the body is just clay and I hope my
Soul goes back to him whenever I've passed away. He sits on high and watches
me live my life day after day and sometimes before I fall and hit the ground he puts
His hand in the way. He knows every hair on my head and what I'm thinking all
The time. He's even had a book written about how people should live and why.
He has many names and addresses and is popular to a lot of people and is well known to be found in buildings with steeples. Many look up to him even respect him, Some fear him and others despise him and reject him but none can defeat him. He's my best friend in the world and there's no one the same and I can truly say that without him the world would go up in eternal flame. He's helped me so much with one situation after another even when I was little I had a wonderful mother. She took me in and raised and loved me when no one else would. Some kids don't even have that
but I truly wish they could.
Someone's not just watching over me but he's watching over everybody and they just don't realize it cause the day is coming when the truth will be known but they won't be able to face it. GOD IS NOT DEAD! HE'S STILL ALIVE