Jay Moore Poet Prose Poetry

Save My Soul

Sometimes as I lay awake at night, Oh the dreams I must fight, Trying to resist takes all my might, He must get some evil delight, I feel GOD just to my right, Not interfering way to polite, Or floating above me as if a kite, Pointing the way the way to the light, Hard to escape for the grasp is so tight, My heart pounds mostly from fright, To make it through it again that would be grand, But if not maybe the great promised land, Ill never find the way not without his hand, Walking on the beach like footprints in the sand, My mission I do not fully understand, Hearing harps and trumpets his wholly band, Standing before him and JUDGEMENT DAY and, Why did you do that? explain this I demand, There were rules 10 that I did command, If need be he will definitely reprimand, Things I did I know why, To him I cannot lie, The guilt makes me cry, Without my wings how can I fly, Save my soul harder will I try, I pray that I will get by

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Richard Lamoureux October 30, 2018 at 8:04 AM I so relate to this struggle. My whole life I tried to earn my dad’s and then God’s favour. I never felt good enough. Then I learned God’s Love is constant it doesn’t need to be earned. Once I felt that Love l stopped feeling judged and alone. It’s all about relationship, you can’t help but be changed by Love. Welcome to the soup, Jay Moore October 30, 2018 at 8:09 AM Yes sir, It can change you both good and bad. thanks for dropping by Richard

Joy Spoerndli October 28, 2018 at 8:37 PM Hi Jay, Your words do appropriately describe the war between the heart/soul and spirit...and why life is so hard at times. Thanks for the insight. JOY Jay Moore October 28, 2018 at 10:13 PM And thank you for liking it. Your right its a battle. At least its all the time.ha

P.S. Awtry October 25, 2018 at 11:50 AM "I pray that I will get by" don't we all :D P.S. Awtry October 25, 2018 at 11:53 AM again so much wisdom told in lovely rhyme. Your poetry has been a bright spot in my day.