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Preacher

Preacher

Man on the street, 
standing up for God, 
speaking words written in heaven, 
for all on earth to hear. 
He is a humble man, 
a warrior brand, 
that is fading
away. 

The King is coming, 
God is the King, 
He is the maker of everything. 
The word, the bible is true. 
The sky above is blue. 
Know that too, 
is His will.

Holding up a sign, ringing a bell, 
yelling about going to hell, 
but the people are deaf
to the general commotion, 
made in the oceans of life, 
all around them. 
Yet, there are also some...
only barely aware
but still "there"... 
the boat is sinking, 
and they are drowning 
in a sea of their own worth. 
The numbness of living lies
wearing thin to their disguise.

Spit on the preacher man, 
talking of love and hope for all? 
Flaunt your entitlement, 
as you have been promised 
illusive gain, 
fame...?
Count the days of your "moment", 
as they will come and they will go. 
You know, they are numbered, 
and forever is no longer
in reach.
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Bell Avatar
July 31, 2022 at 11:57 AM
Interesting scenario. Indeed being called to do what some don't understand initiates...attacks. Wonderful free style and phrases and thanks immensely for following me! luv~
Raven Avatar
July 20, 2022 at 8:12 AM
Hi Ann, a wonderful write. The way I see things, it never hurts to listen to what anyone has to say. I am not in a hurry to get nowhere. We often get people coming to the door and talking about religion. I always give them the time. If you think about it, they are giving their time. I loved the write, Ann. Hugs always ..... Mike.
Baker Avatar
July 20, 2022 at 7:58 AM
It's ashamed that some go through the hell this life offers trying to do right and help the lost. I did some street preaching when I was young 15-25, even led some people to the Lord, but looking back, I wonder if I just talked them into accepting Christ instead of letting the Holy Spirit guide them to salvation? My ego was so strong but my heart loved the Word and I wanted to do all I could to help. Thanks for sharing your thoughts that brought me back to some memories of old. Blessings Bill
Wolf Avatar
July 19, 2022 at 8:49 PM
A thought-provoking topic, Ann. On one hand, the preacher man preaches the Truth. On the other hand, he's preaching to those who will never listen to him -- at least not to his obsolete style of oratory... So, what's the point of that?... Some say that Noah did not convert any of the wicked people of his generation -- not b/c of his message or for lack of trying. Rather, his negative 'fire and brimstone' tactics turned potential listeners off... A great snapshot of reality here, Ann! Thanks, gw
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