I Await For the Judging
I Await for the Judging
I await for the judging
I await for the many test that God
sends to me leaving me standing still with a wooden sword
and no shield.
I am bare naked lost in fear but still stand by faith.
3 lions appear one is red the other is black and the last is white.
THEY have come for me. creeping out a fiery bush of wisdom.
they do not attack rapidly. They just stare before they begun to growl.
Each Growl was for my sins in life. Each step they took towards me shorten my breath and weakened my body.
That wooden sword grew to heavy I held it with one hand now
I use two. Then the rain came pouring thick drops with golden tips. The lions started to fear the rain. I don't know why. But then they begin to flee. I still standing soaking wet here with this wooden sword that begin to turn to steel and all of a sudden a big giant foot stepped over me. Dropping out his hand a shield that was gold like. A whisper said, "now go now and do not sin again". I woke up and I was in my bedroom just about to sleep with my friend's wife. I got a text message from her saying are we still on? he just went to work. I looked at my phone then looked in the corner of my bedroom something fell down I see a steel sword and a golden shield.
Copyright © Patrick Collier | Year Posted 2019
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