The Preacher ManA Poem by GeeTrying to convert the sceptical youth.
The preacher man sat him down
fixed him with a stare, removed his hat, cleared his throat, plucked a bible from thin air. Slid a chair with screeching legs, sat down face to face, opened up what he believed to a carefully chosen place. He read aloud the faded text, powerful his voice, hallelujahed, praised the Lord at moments of his choice. A tale he told of suffering, forgiveness, and of love, a son sent down as sacrifice by his father up above. "Amen", uttered the preacher man, raised his bowed down head, closed the book without a sound then to the boy he said..... "2000 years and still he lives a faith born from his death, only the good seen in mankind, right to his final breath." "He gave his life that we may live, opened a righteous way, paved it with the love of God and we walk it to this day. And on this path I'll lead you son, pray, let me take your hand, I'll guide you to a better life into the promised land." The boy he stared, thought awhile, then to the preacher said... "What proof have you apart from tales of a man for so long dead. And if you believe in stories old," he took the briefest pause, "Do you believe in tooth fairies, Easter bunnies and Santa Claus....." © 2020 GeeAuthor's Note
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Added on July 24, 2015Last Updated on May 23, 2020 Tags: Preacher, Jesus, God, faith, scepticism, Easter bunny, tooth fairy, Santa Claus AuthorGeeMilton keynes, United KingdomAboutDevoted family man and lover of life. Simply written, easily understood "stuff" for those without code breaking skills. You will NEVER need Google to understand me:) more..Writing
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