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Best Poems Written by Wayne Underwood

Below are the all-time best Wayne Underwood poems as chosen by PoetrySoup members

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I Am

I go by my many names, Luke calls
me son of man through humanity,
John portrays me as son of God in his deity.

I am, I am the one true Lamb.
The one true Lamb is what I am.

As Jesus pulled the bread apart,
he gave to each apostle, a piece of his beating heart.

He said, I am the bread of life sent from above.
Everything I give to you, comes from the Fathers love.

The one true Lamb is what I am.
I am, I am the one true Lamb.

I am the light of the world
sent by my Father to save and to serve,
all you sinners who hide in the night,
know that I am the radiant light.

I am, I am the one true Lamb.
The Lamb on the cross is what I am.

Truly I tell you to come more and more,
enter through me for I am the door.

I am the Good Shepherd who loves all his sheep,
the lost and the lonely and the lepers who weep.

I am, I am the one true Lamb.
Sacrificed on the tree, for who I am.

Come all of ye into the light,
for I am the resurrection of life.
Forever my flesh will always be lost,
but I rise in three days from my death on the cross.

I am the one true Lamb,
The one and only, is what I am.

The way, the truth and the life.
So believe, don't stray,
and keep your eye on the light.

I am, I am the one true Lamb.
The Lamb, the Lamb is who I am.

The one true vine is what I am,
supplying and providing all that I can,
for all of you I was hung on a tree,
and from my death comes your eternity

I am, I am the loving Lamb.

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Free To Be Me

Free To Be Me and do what I please,
Life can be subtle, like a seashore breeze.

Free To Be Me, to spread my wings and fly.
Paradise awaits me, when I say goodbye.

Free to be me, life won't always go as planned.
But our God in heaven, is quick too understand.

Free to be me and wallow in the wind swept grass.
As God's presence stirs in me, my life will be surpassed.

Free To Be Me, through creation to the great departure, I am home.
Free To Be me, where joy and exuberance are everywhere you roam.

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Beyond the End

There comes a time in one's life, 
when death will take it's toll.

Our flesh will take one last breath,
and that leaves God with our soul.

It's like a brilliant shining star.
That makes us who we really are.

Imagine for a moment, standing face to face,
with our Lord and Savior, in his glory and his grace.

As you look around, suddenly you see, your Mother,
Father and a Son, who had also been set free.

You see my friend, it's not the end.
Through the Father and the Son,
restoration and salvation, have truly just begun.

It's after death from the flesh, that we start to live,
and receive from the Lord, all he has to give.

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Forgive Thy Self

Fraught with vivid memories, still somehow unexplained,
I find myself searching for someone else to blame.

This grief that engulfs me, grows from day to day.
My own forgiveness has eluded me, and I have lost my way.

Then suddenly a distant light appears before my eye's.
and the darkness that had shrouded me, dissipates and hides.

As the moment seizes me, I begin to realize.
When I wasn't praying, God could hear me cry.

When you lose someone you love and guilt has settled in,
darkness tries to swallow you, but forgiveness always wins.


To my beloved Son Trevor.

                      The flesh is only fleeting, but heaven is forever.

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Sunset To Sunrise

As we grow older, and approach our golden years,
we wake up to his beauty, knowing he is near.

The feeling of awareness and positivity, 
helps wipe away the selfishness that clings to you and me.

To take delight in someone, that you have never met,
is like watching from God's shoreline, a beautiful Sunset.

My hope each day for all of us is that heavens justified,
with the father and the son, sitting side by side.

Above the clouds, and to my surprise,
the glow from God's sweet sunrise.

Finally he approaches me, with fire in his eye's.
I bow down on my knee's, and I begin to cry. 

And at that very moment I finally realize,
this is where we go, after we have died. 
  
To know him is to serve him in full capacity,
it's like a tender flame, burning endlessly.

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The Way It Should Be

The Way It Should Be


A poor man without knowledge aspires to expand and find what's normal. While the wealthy, corrupt pretenders and their misconceptions of reality will find no true satisfaction, for a soul without sympathy has lost all hope. Void of all compassion is the quick tempered man, who acts on impulse and foolishness, that leads to his disobedience before the Lord. For the discipline and righteousness will be given freely to those who chose to follow him despite the suffering. The upright and the gracious will be rewarded with all eternity. For the intent to understand and apply God's wisdom for which it's truly meant. Will leave even the most unruly hearts, full of sweet content

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Angel's Wings

Angels Wings

Upon Angel's wings the view was simply stunning, like that of a newborn infant, seeing the bright lights of heaven and all it's possibilities. 

Over the cloud covered mountains we soared, effortlessly. Time it seemed had ceased to exist. You hear people say live in the moment, but this moment stood still and completely, passionately and lovingly absorbed my soul. Then a warm euphoric feeling that one can't possibly describe until you have the privilege of experiencing it yourself. 

Within seconds it seemed we had continued our journey, we passed over the luscious green canvas that covered the immense canopy of trees. Next it was off to the beautiful deep blue ocean, that brims with life, created by our Magician in the sky. Then in the blink of an Eagle's eye we were surrounded by the endless dunes of the delightful desert

The darkness fell, and like a kid who star gazes while camping with his father. We were sitting on a brilliant star. I drifted off to sleep and awakened to see my loved ones surrounding me saying their goodbyes. It seems I had left the world and my flesh behind. It felt strange to feel so much love and joy within me, and see all my family and friends still mourning me.

Suddenly a man in a white robe, long hair and a beard put his hand on my shoulder and told me that all of them would soon be here with me. And I, who had died before I could walk, believed every word Jesus, my Messiah had spoke to me.

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Tree of Sacrifice

Tree Of Sacrifice

There is a tree, up on Calvary
that has no leaves or limbs.

But on it hangs the one true Vine
who cleansed us of our sins

To all of his beloved ones, salvation has been won.
Through the pain and suffering, of the one true Son.

From his blood upon the cross and abundant sacrifice,
In three days he will arise, then ascend to paradise.

Jesus did return, for all of them to see.
And just as he had promised them, life for all eternity.

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The Grumbler

All contentious people have their own beliefs,
this anger and discord is very seldom brief.

God in all his glory, loves our gratefulness.
It's growlers, whiners and faultfinders,
that make this world a mess.

Quit wasting time and pay attention to the man upstairs.
For spending time with the Lord, nothing else compares.

Don't be a Grumbler, life's to short to waste it in distress.
Live, love and laugh. Let God in all his glory, take care of all the rest.

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Life In Disarray

As I sat alone in sadness, wondering what to do, 
the rambling of my troubled thoughts, made me think of you.

Lord not long ago, with my life in disarray,
you came to me while on my knees, and I heard you say,

my son you have my sympathy, your grief it will not last.
Rid yourself of unbelief and always hold steadfast.

Everyday your tested by the Lord himself.
The struggles are quite real, you can't just put them on a shelf.

For his death upon the cross, has brought eternal light.
It's my final resting place, much to my delight.


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