Submissions by sharleea
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Put Your Feet in Your God's Shoes
I can't imagine how sad God must feel
as He watches His children from above.
He made all of us with total love in His heart
to save us He gave up His only son with love.
So here's a little exercise anyone can do -
put your feet in your God's shoes.
Now look down from a bird's eye view
tell me you'd be happy with what we all do!
It would go something like this:
14 yr. old Sally is now pregnant-had unprotected sex
Joe is now smashed drunk and beating up his 4th ex.
Billy is angry and is now brutally hitting his mother
Sam is being real stupid -...
as He watches His children from above.
He made all of us with total love in His heart
to save us He gave up His only son with love.
So here's a little exercise anyone can do -
put your feet in your God's shoes.
Now look down from a bird's eye view
tell me you'd be happy with what we all do!
It would go something like this:
14 yr. old Sally is now pregnant-had unprotected sex
Joe is now smashed drunk and beating up his 4th ex.
Billy is angry and is now brutally hitting his mother
Sam is being real stupid -...
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An Eye for an Eye
An eye for an eye
A tooth for a tooth
A dog for a dog
And a truth for a truth
A hard concept
For you to understand
It’s really simple
If you ever land.
You’re so high up
Your head in a cloud
I’m hurting inside
I’m crying out loud.
Is it really that hard for you to see
How everyday you are hurting me?
It’s like murder in the first degree.
I know you will never ever agree.
You have gone and broken my heart
I’m building up my walls again
Time for us to go our separate ways
Because you never will be a real friend
A tooth for a tooth
A dog for a dog
And a truth for a truth
A hard concept
For you to understand
It’s really simple
If you ever land.
You’re so high up
Your head in a cloud
I’m hurting inside
I’m crying out loud.
Is it really that hard for you to see
How everyday you are hurting me?
It’s like murder in the first degree.
I know you will never ever agree.
You have gone and broken my heart
I’m building up my walls again
Time for us to go our separate ways
Because you never will be a real friend
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Welcome to My World
It happened on a Sunday
I was living in Buena Park
The SSA had taken my son
I wasn’t happy like a lark.
So on that Sunday morning
I picked up a paper and a pen
Started writing a poem
My heart it needed to mend.
It went like this:
"God had His reasons for taking you away.
I don’t know what they are even though I may
He gave me a vision I didn’t understand
It was so far in the future but now He’s taking my hand
He’s showing me things that I was too blind to see
But He’s given me you to love and this has set me free.
During these...
I was living in Buena Park
The SSA had taken my son
I wasn’t happy like a lark.
So on that Sunday morning
I picked up a paper and a pen
Started writing a poem
My heart it needed to mend.
It went like this:
"God had His reasons for taking you away.
I don’t know what they are even though I may
He gave me a vision I didn’t understand
It was so far in the future but now He’s taking my hand
He’s showing me things that I was too blind to see
But He’s given me you to love and this has set me free.
During these...
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DU Poetry : Submissions by sharleea