I Am a Man As I Should
Earth quake,
Shattering dreams,
Open to calamity it seems.
The Lord saves us
In our darkest hour,
A washing white detour.
A saving gown
For a plight renown.
A milky white pearl
In the black skies.
Open to hope
Until you cross
The finish line,
You saved it for
The last line
When Jesus is to
Meet with us in heaven,
A merry treat.
Dreams awake,
My eyes do bake
In the smoldering
Heat I awake.
A nightmare is over.
Sorrow is rolled over.
The milky white
In my eyes
Is rushed pure
With no veins of sin.
Here I stood
With white rains
In adulthood.
Tears of joy,
I am a man as I should.
In my dream
Hell was beneath me,
I saw shackled sinners
In assembly lines
Chained together.
They awaited their
Torture, one by one.
They would re-live
Their past sins
Who sinned to the Son.
My abs shook
But I was not taken
In the red portal,
In the floor,
A warning I implore.
Then Mary visited me
I did see,
She left her image
On my shoulder.
A surreal dream,
It was always with me.
I see clearly now
That the dream is over,
My sins are paid for
On Jesus’s cross,
I am pure now,
I sow forever
As I stood
Jesus saved me
With his blood,
I am a man as I should.
Copyright © Ronald Bunch | Year Posted 2013
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