I wrote this poem after Reading the book Saint by Ted Dekker.
Here I make my stand
This is my line drawn in the sand
You preach tolerance
Until you notice our existence
Every path is equal you say
Until it comes to Jesus' way
You call us close minded
Because we believe that the only way is narrow and few shall find it
You think him dead
We know he lives instead
His gift is for all
In comparison the price is small
You complain that we are exclusive
When really it is you who is being reclusive
You scream that the light brings only pain
That the darkness is to blame is plain
the darkness covers up all of those offensive wrinkles you claim
I know that this only gives you time to relish that which should bring you shame
Welcome the light
Dispel the night
He can free your soul
He wants to make you whole
You thank me and say:
"Now I have seen the way and never will I stray"
I have given my argument a hundred tries
I lose many but open others eyes
For these reasons I cannot be silent
Because soon I will have used up all of the days I was lent
It's not perfect but it's something that says something that I hope you understand.
Beth, you certaintly have a way with words.
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- Emily Lane
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