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Clare
Poems
Mar 2020
Waiting
I know your goodness exceeds excellence
Your wonderful love surpasses all understanding
Your resurrection power
Dwells in me
Your power can raise me
Your power can heal me
Lord, I could’ve died many a time
But you’ve kept me until this day
Dwelling in sickness
Oh Lord, why?
Your power can raise me
Your power can heal me
What does this life amount to
Living with confining and restricting limitations
Seeing handicapped colleagues
Bound in chains?
Your power can raise them
Your power can heal them
I am tired and in pain
I do not understand your ways
Why this waiting?
To what avail?
Your power can raise me
Your power can heal me
The world is hurtling towards Hell
Hell is increasing in lost souls
Hell is real
Hell is real
We need to get militant
We need to get dangerous
We’re one day closer to Heaven
Others one day closer to Hell
What a tragic day
When hope’s gone
We need to get serious
We need to get real
That we may hear the hopeless screams
Of those facing an eternal death
Screaming desperate screams
Screaming eternal screams
What are we waiting for?
What are we waiting for?
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Clare
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