HEART OF A WARRIORA Poem by Bill Grimes Jr.
It takes a mighty effort
To venture into hell
Willing
With noble fierce intent
Seeking those who suffer
Arms open wide
Merciful
Sincere
Tremendous inner strength
To overcome the nauseous stench
Squalor reeks
Rotting teeth
Urine stained skin
Filthy clothing
Sadly worn for weeks
Even the strongest shall wince
At such a wretched state
As shunned lepers of old
Our homeless suffer greatly
Ignored
Spat upon in disgust
It is there
Among the destitute
You will find Jesus
Walking in the vile stew of poverty
Calling gently
Urging blind faith of martyrdom
To serve others
Rise above the fear
As a doormat at times
The true heart of a warrior
“He that despiseth his neighbor sinneth: but he that hath mercy on the poor, happy is he.
Proverbs 14:21
© Bill Grimes Jr. 2005
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3 Reviews Added on June 28, 2008 AuthorBill Grimes Jr.Madison, ALAboutMe Child of God at age 53 My heart belongs to my children The essence of my smile My reason to be My soul belongs to Jesus Christ I am because of Him Im a doting Dad Published wordsmith Music.. more..Writing
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