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Brother Jimmy
Poems
Jan 2018
Coming down
There was a man spent decades off to sea
Adrift in whorls and waves of augur flights
Something in his existence bid him flee
To avoid long and lonely fear-fraught nights
But now he is sharp’ning his iron will
And keeping his feet aground, firmly planted
He’s leaning on his gods with a secret thrill
For he’s learned to love all things enchanted
—-
Awakenings cut through thickest fog
Like light beams pierce through darkest night
Illumining all of Gog and Magog,
Winning them back at the end of the fight
He chose to believe and claimed the change
That sprouted within his weary chest
Went forth not knowing domain or range
And put-off longer his final rest
—-
A fond acquaintance said, “One suspects
No one really believes in God at their core...
Else if they believed in the fiery effects,
They’d be
monsters
not to proselytize more!”
So deep did it cut him, to hear this said,
That he cried as he held his acquaintance’s face,
And spoke, “Yes, and it’s I that
should
be dead,
If not for the glory and brilliance of grace”
Written by
Brother Jimmy
M/Rochester, New York
(M/Rochester, New York)
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