The Tragic Comic On His Way To Meet Jesus
the worldly folk armies of the twice enchanted for common tragedies reaping the pleasures of others that they can no longer enjoy singing goats songs escaping to the hills of freedom while a coil of rope of undisclosed amount unravels behind the scape goat like the elusive gonzo hunter's infamous mumble as tumbling down a rabbit hole in search of self landing in a pool of sharks all have fallen short of thy glory as we Pierrots stage upon stage the verismo or in contemplation committed the Pagliacci with tears and laughter in your eyes where to find sanity in a mad mad world laughing at parodies of you own self will only last so long like waking up to find the drink again with shaky hands for all have sinned on the way to meet Jesus for He came to save the lost the friendly physician rejoicing more for one sheep found than the ninety-nine still on a more tragic note is the one who thinks he is not lost counting sheep to go to sleep to get passed the regrets of the day awaking to chance wandering the world for another day blinded by an unseen enemy who tells him he will be okay then repeat the matter of his own comedy without hope without God in this world but there is hope for I was there to find find power love and a sound mind a peace that surpasses all understanding while working so hard to find the who am I The good shepherd found me my greatest treasure may He find you the Lord Jesus is the gift to mankind when you find him it does not have to end in a tragic time
Copyright © John Beam | Year Posted 2014
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