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Stoney Mctiernan Poem
What if I were like,
The beautiful birds in the sky,
Able to spread wings taking flight,
High above while time passes by,
Such feelings I should enjoy one day,
When the life inside begins to fade,
Will my soul ascend into the Heavens?
Or am I damned to Hell for all eons?
Will I see faces of those long since passed?
Or am I destined to be cleansed of memories of the past,
Unable to remember the days of old,
No memories of friends, family, or of home?
I have awful feelings when thinking of death,
For I have cursed the Lord under my breath,
Asking why things happened the way they did,
And denying his power, I've lost faith in Him.
Heaven?
Hell?
Am I still worthy in the eyes of God?
Copyright © Stoney Mctiernan | Year Posted 2012
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Stoney Mctiernan Poem
As cold as this gun in my hands,
And just as hard as the steel,
Though by Holy commands,
I am instructed never to kill.
A war rages within me,
A battle of darkness and of light,
Uncle Sam's soldier in the Army,
Asking me to fight.
Take life as instructed,
Receive orders and do what I'm told,
Sending souls to the Heavens,
Hoping I can make it home.
Is it just an illusion?
A lie my mind speaks to me?
Or will I receive His blessing,
And be taken into his arms eternally?
Copyright © Stoney Mctiernan | Year Posted 2012
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