I See the Christ
I SEE THE CHRIST
As life blows; death whistles
As the brave strikes; the naive throttles
No use celebrating my muscles
This too will fizzle
I won’t catch my breathe
I lost not near earth
Better was I at birth
As bare, without a t-shirt
When will the dogs bleat?
I lay watch with sight
When will the sheep bark?
I say this with right
These and more I see
Like many on sand’s sea
My anchor; my capital C
Christ, my only sight to see
THE INVINCIBLE PEN
Copyright © Invincible Pen | Year Posted 2013
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