For Vic and Allan

It's no accident that
I found you today
God has intentions
And very mysterious ways
We all have different beliefs
Parents gods and disapointments
Different ways for our anointment
But if I were you and you were me
What would my anointment be? 

Yesterday I made peace with God
I thought I was dying
And this is no fraud
Dizzy and confused
I convinced myself
That I had taken poison
And killed myself
But today I feel better
And soon I'll let my mother know
That instead of dying
I have further to go
But to me I passed that test
I called the Name that I knew best
He that calls apon the Name of the Lord
Shall be saved. 


(Joel 2:32)
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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Babcock Avatar
March 18, 2014 at 7:03 PM
Enjoyed your poem and we should always call the name we know best. So behind in my comments. Hope all is well with you. love phyl
Pister Avatar
November 6, 2013 at 7:47 PM
John That's nice but really, I don't see the relationship. Seems pretty disjointed Vic
Horsman Avatar
October 31, 2013 at 4:33 PM
awesome poetry,,,
Kendrick Avatar
October 31, 2013 at 4:26 PM
Work that speaks of your faith..Sara
Koven Avatar
October 30, 2013 at 4:55 PM
John, not sure what you meant. I am not of your faith. However, I do have a sense of the divine and write about it in some of my poems. eg From Where You Stand". Allan
Koven Avatar
October 30, 2013 at 3:36 PM
John, actually we have different religious belief systems but I do understand your angst. We all struggle with unique challenges and every day we are allowed to determine our attitudes. We live with those choices. Allan
Loving Iii Avatar
October 30, 2013 at 4:37 PM
angst? no way!
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