Best Ashamed(P) Poems

There was a time in America, when the Bible 
was taught in the schools.
The ten commandments were displayed, as “God’s set of rules.”

There was a time in America, where the 
cross could be displayed.
Even in public places, people came together and prayed.

There was a time...

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A Bible thumper how sweet the sound,
That means I’m in search of hallowed grounds.
That means I was lost but now am found,
And know the meaning of Heaven bound.

That day His blood was spilled upon the cross,
To bring salvation and hope to all who are lost.
Father...

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I’m not ashamed of what Jesus has done for me!
He took away my sin, that I might be free!

I’m not ashamed of the love that he brings!
He’s brought to me true life! 
 He’s my everything!

I’m not ashamed of his sacrifice on the cross!
He picked...

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Baby
I can already see it.
You
walking on a sheer floating gossamer wave
where the stars drip from the cieling like hot wax
Your hair sweeping over your eyes like a seductive ballerina
And all I can think about is your beard tracing the curvator of my body. 
Let your...

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I am tired
I am weak
I am fragile

I sit in the corner
My weary head rests on bent bruised knees
The dark and musty room reflects how I feel inside
My bloodstained clothes are torn
I sob into my dress
As I sit
Behind closed doors

Salty tears sting my face
Pain sears through...

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Shocked, ashamed and mortified 
How could a man from the church, a clergy man touch our young girls?
How do you look on a child for pleasure when you preach of honesty and trust? 
How could you abuse the innocence of a young girl when she...

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Back on track with
my faith. Sometimes
I just feel ashamed,
chained down a disgusting
disgrace. 

Why do I once again
slide away unsure if I'm saved?
I hold onto God's grace, a free gift
showing how much he truly loves
us. 

Christ alone is my cornerstone.
I could never survive this journey on
my...

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Would Jesus Be Ashamed of What We Watch on T.V.?

Do you accept the ungodliness on t.v.?
I can't believe what many
Christians watch and see.
Every sort of wickedness and 
lust is now on the screen.
How can one be Godly, 
when their eyes are “unclean?”
Our body is to...

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Not Ashamed of Jesus

I am not ashamed of Jesus
 Nor ashamed to call Him trustworthy Friend
 He has proven His Word is Truth 
 And in it I can depend
 He has shown me Love and Mercy
 Protection and His saving grace
 Provided the courage...

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By

STREET CRIES

AM I ASHAMED OF ME 
SEE THE CITY WHERE I LIVE NOT OFTEN I SEE ME

MY JOB TEAM ONLY HAS ME 
THAT LOOK LIKE ME

IS IT POSSIBLE THAT I HAVE FORGOTTEN ME

WOMEN THAT I AM ATTRACTED TO SOMETIMES
DON'T LOOK LIKE ME
PEOPLE THAT I OFTEN...

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What I thought would be a moment of weakness turned into a moment of bravery
When I was 15, my suicide note turned into a poem that saved me 
All I could do was use a pen to express the pain in my heart 
They are...

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I am hungry, what will it be?
Ham, turkey or that nasty bologna?
I am hungry, chickpea mash?
Spam or that disgusting Hash?
I am hungry, mountain oysters anyone?
Fish eggs? Or sushi that is "not done?"
Such meager questions on what to eat.
There are people out there who are starving.
I...

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Black people ashamed of their beauty
Ashamed of their human race 
they cried
they run
they hide their face
because of their black color they are disgraced

The whites, the browns, the Chinese, the Indians uttered black, black they run
gone in the cool-shade far away from the sun
running away from...

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Ooooooh.... Oooooh....OoooOooh...
Open up my pane and seep in my pain   
I weeped too long without you    
Open up my pane and let in some rain    
Shower down my face...so you won't see me blue   ...

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Even if I could mend it,
I would still be useless.
Even if I could stitch myself up,
the seams will fall apart again.
The mould couldn’t hold itself together
as it melted in the sun.
I’m still unworthy of your image.

Your expectations failed to notice
that anything built on poisoned soil
would...

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