Where Do I Go Poem by Frank (Black) Blacharczyk

Where Do I Go



When I've lost my way
Where do I go how do I sew
What has been torn
I've seen a criminal he looks familiar
If I've misplaced my soul losing the pieces
To this puzzle I awake to each morning
I search for it only to see God at every turn
Holding it beckoning me whispering my name
How does he know my name
This bumpy road shakes me rattles me
this driver has had too much to drink
Sour and sweet and somewhere in between
This road comes to an end with no turning back
Then He whispers my name with my soul as the prize
And with a grin, I know I am tired, He
Takes me by the right hand and says
Let's go for a walk


Frank Black Blacharczyk
John 6: 44

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