In Prison
He had reached his breaking point and had no reason left to live
For he ended up in the joint and twenty years the judge would give
He felt completely alone and his insides were stripped hollow
For his problems had only grown as it was his own demise that he chose to follow
So filled with hate as it overflowed in his cell
For he knew of his fate, he was headed straight for hell
Lashing out at every single chance for that was all he ever knew
Always having his stance but never really holding anything true
But one day during his daily routine and just out of the blue
A new guard he had never seen said “Could I speak to you”
“I know your anger and sense your pain for I was once in your shoes
“But in the Lord Jesus you could gain while you’re in here paying your dues”
Putting a Bible in his hand and looking him straight in the eye
He said “He will understand if just give Him a try”
Throwing that Bible against the wall and trying to spit in his eye
He said you think you know it all, I wish that you would die
“Read it” he said as he turned to walk away
Saying “For you He has bled and you really need to pray”
With two fist of rage, he yelled and then screamed out
Get me out of this cage, laughing, he said that will end my doubt
Later that night he was unable to sleep
Turning on a little light,he pulled that bible from its heap
And as he read it feeling all of his shame, words clinging to his heart
Till finally he called out His Name and that was only just the start
Out of all those women and men he saw everyday
He never saw him again, that guard who told him to pray
And when he did finally inquire as to where he had went
There was never any such new hire for that was an Angel that God had sent
Copyright © Vincent Flannery | Year Posted 2013
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