HIS HANDA Poem by Bill Grimes Jr.
Falling
Calling Yet no one heard her scream Not even the demon Spineless fiend that pushed her Wasted naiveté Innocence lost Just another news flash As the darkness closes in The streets we walk A minefield Extreme danger lurks Beneath every step To look down is to die For the light is above Brilliant Scintillating Grace beyond reason Holy love Far beyond our human intellect His gift of life is free Sheer emancipation To all who take His hand © Bill Grimes Jr. 2010 © 2011 Bill Grimes Jr. |
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Added on January 12, 2011 Last Updated on January 12, 2011 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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