Ron Cervero Poet Free verse

Blood For Cash

Money for salvation
twisted doctrine

creature comfy
material sanctuary

send me your
money child

guilt me…

I give 
you take

send the food off
your baby’s plate

live the ABUBDANT life

you’re the kid of the King

Jesus had no place
to lay His weary head

homeless Savior…

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Joanna Smith February 18, 2010 at 12:10 PM this is a great write and i think the way this world works is not the way jesus would want it too when the rich get richer and the poor are stuck in poverty! if having money means i loose my salvation then i would just as soon have no place to lay my head! great write! =)Jo

Carolyn Devonshire March 19, 2009 at 6:19 PM How powerful, Ron! Too many CEOs are living "the abundant life" as others struggle. Surely this is not what Jesus envisioned when He gave His life for our salvation