Zero Hour

    A decision had to be made
       Would he be in on the mission or not
    Weighing the risks versus the possible rewards
       Peril at every twist and turn, the path was fraught

     Zero hour fast approached, but he was torn
        Many had bitten the dust, he was warned
     Yet others did not merely survive
        They swore to a man that they were reborn 

     At the last possible second, he exclaimed, I’m in ~
        "God protect our holy love, keep us from sin”

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Sara Etgen-Baker

Date: 8/5/2025 3:30:00 PM

I appreciate the depth of your words and the narrator's courage and resolve. There's something almost spiritual about your words. Like hubby, I have to fave for this poem lingers on my mind.

Joe Maverick

Date: 8/5/2025 7:11:00 AM

Gershon well done I could post a poem.? That You and others will read.' Yet I would rather speak in confidence..I have no wish to browbeat? I am at a loss for a better term btw I'd really welcome a soupmail, to explore such deeper truths on Lifes Way

Bill Baker

Date: 8/4/2025 9:43:00 PM

Yeah! God got another one! Nice poem, Gershon. Thanks for sharing your poetry with us today. Bill eah! God got another one! Nice poem, Gershon. Thanks for sharing your poetry with us today. Bill p.s. re-read this one, it deserves a FAV!