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.
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