Calling All Christians A Call to Arms

Of course, I don’t mean guns
I mean your arms, of course
Lift them up to the Lord and Rejoice!
Praise Him with all your heart
Allow His Holy Spirit to engulf your whole being
With His mighty firearms
Let Him burn away your sins and pierce your soul
Let Him in, Let Him in
Hear ye, hear yeah
Hear His almighty call
And behold His mighty sword
Slice away any cancerous shenanigans
Immerse yourself in His love
Let Him be your guiding Light
Through these dark, seemingly darkest of times
Don’t ever let anyone stomp out your faith
Especially me, especially me
It be never my intent to ever to do so
Quite the opposite in facto
Sure, I have my moments of doubt and pain
He knows my every short coming
Sure, sometimes I even faulter
But rest assure, I read His Word
As my daily bread for sustenance
Only He is truly fulfilling
He may be the only one who cares
So, I bare my soul, to thee
I share with you how I really feel
Here’s the deal . . .
I long for a Democracy of Heaven
We rebel against kings in this country
But that’s really not His Way, is it?
He’s the King of kings! The Lord of lords!
So, I humble myself to His will, and not my own
Though sometimes I know not what I write
But this I do know, and it just feels right
“Jesus for President!” and I’ll be His running mate
He’s the President of presidents!
He certainly has my vote!
I throw down my rug, I throw in the towel
And kneel before His Grace
I pray to the Prince of Peace
Let this day be the day
That I see His face
That He grace this place, this time
With His mighty Bomb of bombs
His mighty Arms of arms
And hug the child within us all
And keep us all from harm

So, tallyho!
I lift my arms up in surrender
He really blows my mind sometimes
‘specially when I put my trust in Him.

The End.

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Luciana Fisher

September 21, 2024 at 3:53 AM

God Bless you! Incredible metaphors and wordplay, Mr. Wordsmith! Beautiful.

John Read

September 4, 2024 at 11:48 AM

I admire your faith brother Benjamin God bless you.

Benjamin Bartley

September 4, 2024 at 6:50 PM

And bless you for reading my best poem yet.

Susan Ashley

September 2, 2024 at 8:49 AM

Dear Benjamin, your title holds a clever ironic allure. Your imagery of faith and praise is fervent, rich, eloquent and disarming. Wonderful in its word play! Warmest wishes.. ~Susan

Benjamin Bartley

September 2, 2024 at 11:11 AM

Thank you, Susan. Inspired by Jesus Himself. I feel this is really His poem for me and everyone to appreciate. Blessings.

Len Gasun

September 1, 2024 at 4:32 AM

A wonderful spoken words my dear poet friend Benjamin. He is the king of kings and so He is also the presidents of presidents. All praises and adorations to our Loving God, our Almight King and Creator on this marvelous poem. I love spoken word poems and I love this a lot. I think you're the first poet who wrote the first spoken word here at PS I didn't know we already have this form.. Thanks a lot for sharing. A fave. God bless you and your writings. To God be the Glory! Hugs