Beaten in life I ran out of what to do
My best friend said if you wish, god will talk to you
I headed off to church just to pass by the day
No sooner did I realize I was on my way
From church and youth to Maine and bible camps
I didn't know that god was there holding my hands
old suicidal ways
to the passing god days
Entering the Pentecostal at day break and at night
I wasn't doubting at all that god was setting me right
I walked up almost unwillingly to the stage
Where I felt his presence, his beautiful grace
My eyes felt heavy and I could feel the tears
God spoke to me and took away the bad years
Speaking in tongues, feeling the hate inside gone
To my unfaithful sister, he moved on.
A friend and I walked behind her and touched her and cried
My sweet sister closed her confused eyes.
God was there to show us right
He was there night after night
Author notes
I dont think that your going to like it. It didnt really come out how I thought it would either, but oh well its worth a shot
A contest entry
- A spiritual experience by Uncle.
1200 points, ended August 12, 2007, 31 entries
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Comments
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From church and youth to Maine and bible camps...this didn't quite make sense to me in this poem. that you had a spiritual experience came across; another line: old suicidal days to the passing god days. Unclear to me what was intended with that. The unfaithful sister, what was she, another sinner up front to confess or someone connected with you? Like i said you got across the spiritual experience, and somewhat the lostness you were in-though to have made this stronger try and express what it feels like to be lost, more than beaten in life not knowing what to do. If you could capture that dry empty pain of being lost you'd have a strong writing. thanks for entering: Dave
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