Poem: Acts 2:21 | brutmystik's Blog


Acts 2:21

 

In D.C., Paris, Moscow

And London,

It’s safe to

Drink and eat-

The servants are

Well paid, and happy.

You can hear

The waterfall from the deck-

Everyone

Is wearing the most expensive

Casual clothes and they

Look beautiful.

The band is from another world.

 

(Insert a combination of nations here)

Three days

On a wasteful expedition,

A fine plaque of red is visible

On the soldier’s face

And it is not child’s paint.

 

Acts 2:21:

“And it shall come

To pass in those days that

Whosoever calls upon

The name of the Lord

Shall be saved”

 

 

We keep hollering and are blamed.

 

 


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Posted on 11:33AM on Jun 17th, 2009
It has always struck me that, if people conducted their lives as if there was no heaven, and our job was to create heaven on earth, they'd be far more likely to actually deserve admission into heaven - should heaven exist.
Posted on 12:04PM on Jun 17th, 2009
True, El. Thanks for commenting my friend.
Posted on 12:15PM on Jun 17th, 2009
I feel like I have something to say on the tip of my tongue when I read this but I can't grasp the thought. Have you ever tried to catch a tadpole in a really big pond? The water's a bit murky, and the tadpole is really slippery and good at hiding. It's a bit like that.
Posted on 12:25PM on Jun 18th, 2009
Tearaway...Im do understand. I am a fan of tadpoles myself :-P Thank you for commenting, friend!
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