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a tale of a a strong faith a poet had when he was homeless |
WARRIOR'S TALE OF FAITH IN HIS RHYMES I KNOW I WAS WALKING ON, DOWN THE EMPTY ROAD ALONE, I RECALL THE DAY IT WAS COLD, THE SAME NIGHT OF THE DAY,I WAS LOOKING FOR A PLACE, TO SLEEP BEFORE THE NEXT DAY, I DOUBTED IT WAS GONNA RAIN, BUT I SLEPT IN A PLACE WHERE IT WAS SAFE, QUIET AND PEACEFUL, A SAFE UNBOTHERED SPOT IN THE GRAVE, THERE WAS FOG, AS I WALKED CLOSER TO MY MY SLEEPING SPOT, MY JAWS DROPPED, I DIDNT TRY TO DOUBT WHAT I SAW, A MAN HANGING STILL ON WITH HIS STRETCHED ARMS ON A LARGE CROSS, HE STARTED BREATHING, HE OPENED HIS EYES,HE LIFTED HIS HEAD, AND LOOKED AT ME , HE ALREADY KNEW ALL ABOUT ME, HE SAID, "ZENAS, WHO DO YOU WANT BETTER? WHO DO YOU LOVE BETTER? WHO DO YOU TRUST BETTER?" I SAID "I HAVE NO ONE TO KNOW... NO ONE TO LOVE, TO WANT, TO TRUST, ANYMORE. NO ONE CARES, THERE ARE ENEMIES,FAKERS AND EVIL EVERYWHERE, EVERYTIME I SHAKE HIS HANDS AND FEEL WELCOMED INTO HER ARMS, I FALL INTO A SNARE" HE SAID, "ZENAS, AS MUCH AS YOU KEEP YOUR FAITH, DONT LET YOUR GOALS DIE AWAY, YOUR NAME WILL CONTINUE TO LIVE AS LONG AS YOU CONTINUE TO WRITE, AS LONG AS YOU DO RIGHT, YOU HAVE GIFTS, NOW DONT LET IT DRIFT, THEN OFF THE STREETS YOU SHALL BE GIVEN A LIFT, YOU WILL HAVE SOME WANT,LOVE,TRUST AND CHERISH AND LIVE A LIFE WITH, STAY OUT OF TROUBLE, BEFORE YOU FIND YOURSELF UNDER A PILE OF RUBBLES, AMEN" THEN HE CLOSED HIS EYES, AND DROPPED HIS HEAD, HE STOPPED BREATHING, WHEN I BLINKED HE WAS GONE, SO I WENT TO SLEEP ON THE PORCH, ONE OF THE PRIVATE PROPERTY ON THE GRAVE, BEFORE I FELL ASLEEP I THOUGHT ABOUT IT AND WHAT HE HAD TO SAY. MONTHS FLEW BY, THINGS WERE GETTING BETTER HOUR BY HOUR, GOALS WERE GETTING ACCOMPLISHED WEEK BY WEEK, I STARTED MEETING DIFFERENT FOLKS AND MAKING FRIENDS DAY BY DAY, AND BY THE END OF THE YEAR , I WAS BLESSED IN THE THINGS THAT I WAS DOING,, I HAD FORGOTTEN THAT I WAS ENCOURAGED BY JESUS.... ZENAS/SCYTHE©2007 |