I Don'T Think You'D Understand

If I had a shirt like my poem title
I'd wear it to work today
To answer all the lingering questions
Others ask it to my face
While other show it in their stares

It was a wild night on Saturday
They drank and partied beside the born fire
As I curled inside my tent
Trying to drift away in a far country

So they asked
How could you miss all the fun
If I had enough words 
I'd tell them

I have been invited to a party you have no idea
I thought fun was that until I met One who changed
My definition of fun
I know it is hard for you to see and understand
It will be impossible for you to believe in a conviction
But when something as big as an encounter with Him hits your life
Everything changes

Your definition of fun changes
And you start longing and looking forward to a feast
I have a feast invite you have no clue about.

In the corners of my humid tent
I am reminded of the encountered that changed my life

Trust me, I was there too
A wild woman 
Late nights, strange drinks, strange men
I drowned in that life
Ohh and I loved it
And the morning that came with thundering headaches
And a cringe on those memories

I walk away limping
The Impact left a limp
And I no longer walk the same

My prayer is
One day I'll see you limp
And I will know
You encountered the Man
You encountered Him 
And he beat the lights off
And you realized
There is another Way

And when He gives you strange cravings
I hope you find me still standing
Cause I might know of a few joints

So the next time they ask 
Why? How?
After much guessing, stammering, blushing, mumbling
I hope I will say
I have bee invited to a party you have no idea about
or
I meet Him and he redefined my definition of fun
or 
Ask my shoes.

I know it won't make sense
He usually don't.

Copyright © Lyn Ngesh | Year Posted 2019

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