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When that which is in Part is done away with."
I still remember it; the bus-ride
that day
I remember it clearly but am not
sure that I understand it all
still or what it all meant to this day
I do know though that it left a
deep impact upon me in a way because
of what I heard the man say
He looked at me and looked in a kind
of buzzed-state, at first
When he got onto the bus with a couple
of other older men, rough-looking and
weather-worn not just in appearance
but also in soul, it looked as though
they had tied one on: the guys you
see hanging-out down-town with nothing
going-on, so they're drinking
But he boarded the bus and took a seat
just across from me and at first sat
with his head down
Then suddenly he looked up and it's like
a light turned on inside of his face and
he said, "Hey, it's been a long time
since we've seen you,"
Naturally I was kind of taken back by
his outburst because I was sure I had
never met the man or even seen him around
It was a kind of surreal experience between
us because even though there were others
seated nearby, it seemed as though no-one
was aware of our conversation
He asked me about myself and asked if I was
going to a Church; I guess because I was
dressed-up a bit
I told him that I was and that it was a good
place and that the people seemed genuine,
with their hearts in the right direction
He listened patiently but then spoke-up with
a question that he seemed to have been
waiting to ask and now the perfect moment was
here at last for him to speak his mind
He asked the question clear and direct with
sincerity in his voice and conviction in his
breaths: He asked, "Do they have Love," and
then dropped his head, nothing else said
If I look this world over and am not bothered
by its condition, to the point that it causes
a reaction within me
Not one of anger that makes me want to pick-up
a weapon and hit someone in the head and
strike-back, but one that makes me want to raise
my arms to the Heavens and cry-out to Shiloh
till He comes and a Tangible change is seen upon
me that is so Prevalent that those who are near
me are changed by its effectual-working in me,
then I do not have His Love and Compassion to
make the kind of difference that really matters
And if I look at you and cannot see your heart
rife with pain and feel a desire within me burn
to reach-out to you and fill your wounds with
Healing to make you Live again, then I am not yet
whom I should be
Because when that which is Perfect is come, (Love),
is completed in me/you, then that which is in part,
(incomplete),this present man that I am, will be
done away
Philippians 3
13 Brethren, I count not myself to have apprehended: but this one thing I do, forgetting those things which are behind, and reaching forth unto those things which are before,
14 I press toward the mark for the prize of the high calling of God in Christ Jesus.
that day
I remember it clearly but am not
sure that I understand it all
still or what it all meant to this day
I do know though that it left a
deep impact upon me in a way because
of what I heard the man say
He looked at me and looked in a kind
of buzzed-state, at first
When he got onto the bus with a couple
of other older men, rough-looking and
weather-worn not just in appearance
but also in soul, it looked as though
they had tied one on: the guys you
see hanging-out down-town with nothing
going-on, so they're drinking
But he boarded the bus and took a seat
just across from me and at first sat
with his head down
Then suddenly he looked up and it's like
a light turned on inside of his face and
he said, "Hey, it's been a long time
since we've seen you,"
Naturally I was kind of taken back by
his outburst because I was sure I had
never met the man or even seen him around
It was a kind of surreal experience between
us because even though there were others
seated nearby, it seemed as though no-one
was aware of our conversation
He asked me about myself and asked if I was
going to a Church; I guess because I was
dressed-up a bit
I told him that I was and that it was a good
place and that the people seemed genuine,
with their hearts in the right direction
He listened patiently but then spoke-up with
a question that he seemed to have been
waiting to ask and now the perfect moment was
here at last for him to speak his mind
He asked the question clear and direct with
sincerity in his voice and conviction in his
breaths: He asked, "Do they have Love," and
then dropped his head, nothing else said
If I look this world over and am not bothered
by its condition, to the point that it causes
a reaction within me
Not one of anger that makes me want to pick-up
a weapon and hit someone in the head and
strike-back, but one that makes me want to raise
my arms to the Heavens and cry-out to Shiloh
till He comes and a Tangible change is seen upon
me that is so Prevalent that those who are near
me are changed by its effectual-working in me,
then I do not have His Love and Compassion to
make the kind of difference that really matters
And if I look at you and cannot see your heart
rife with pain and feel a desire within me burn
to reach-out to you and fill your wounds with
Healing to make you Live again, then I am not yet
whom I should be
Because when that which is Perfect is come, (Love),
is completed in me/you, then that which is in part,
(incomplete),this present man that I am, will be
done away
Philippians 3
13 Brethren, I count not myself to have apprehended: but this one thing I do, forgetting those things which are behind, and reaching forth unto those things which are before,
14 I press toward the mark for the prize of the high calling of God in Christ Jesus.
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