Black Poetry : Words Of A Dying Man

blakverb

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Lord please don't take me yet
so many things to be finished
so many things to be said
how can I if I'm dead?

Lord see that my eyes are wet
as I cry for forgiveness
as I plead to continue to breathe
this world I just can't leave

Not yet...

Still trying to make a connection
with my seeds
trying to get past frustration
of babies mamas greed

Still trying to turn a bad man good
with my deeds
clean up the hood
make the people believe

in YOU

There was a time when I doubted your
existence
when I was homeless, cold, and hungry
looking for your assistance
The behaviors of MAN had me duped
into believing his voice was the true WORD
while he continullay preyed on my weakness
leaving me drunk laying on the curb

I understand that when my name is called
I should not resist but when I reminesce
of the good times I missed I want to experience bliss
NOT THIS....

I lay here two prayers too few
two days to late and two
breaths wasted.....but Lord

if you hear me "I want to live"

(C)2001 blakverb
 
If you only knew how this poem has touched me.
This has been my very prayer for several months, since a certain diagnosis...Lord I want to live.
There are things I need to rectify also, a little differently
than what is said here. Nonetheless, I am dealing with this very
thang as I reflect upon your poem.

Very well written and heart felt. Like Hezekiah,
I have turned my face to the wall and God has given me more time, despite what the doctor has said. I see the value of living life with purpose now...more than ever. More importantly, living it in the fulness and joy of Jesus Christ.









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