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I was in clique We had everything we wanted and was lovin it But then one night I got really sick And death I barely missed So I said to myself I’ve had enough of this I decided to quit But then I thought about who was the leader of my clique It was the devil and he wasn’t havin it So he had his people watchin me closely ‘Cause he already knew who I was about to go see I went to church and the spirits followed me in The only thing I want is be freed from this life of sin So they started trippin and grabbin, kickin and stabbin Fillin my head with voices wantin me to make the wrong choices But I don’t wanna go back So I got down on my knees And started beggin Lord please Don’t let me go back to where I was When I was drinkin and lookin for a quick buzz I felt you when I was on the corner sellin drugs When I was pimpin and low-ridin with the thugs But I changed all for you because There’s now a difference between where I am and where I was So the word got back to who I thought was the boss He said “get her back, no matter what the cost” But little did he know the old me was lost And the only place you’ll find it is on the old rugged cross So the “boss” is now in a total mess Hatin every minute that I was getting blessed And then it happened… I died What’s goin on? I wasn’t ready to leave But I gotta remember every thing works out for those who believe It was really quiet as I stepped up on the platform And as I lifted my head the person standin there was the Lord With Jesus at His right and the Holy Spirit on His left Let me just be real and say I was a nervous wreck The judgment didn’t take longer than a minute They had reached a verdict GUILTY… A big smile went across my face when I heard it He said “Well done my good and faithful servant”

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005




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