Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Nicholas Fonte Apr 2018
Come and join the parade
Make no mistake
We march for heartache
For when it all comes down to fade
So take each step in the state
Where there is no fate
To follow along
So come and join our song
Trust me this is what you need
As long as you stay here
You'll never disappear
That is certainly garunteed
On this march tonight
Trust me your host
As our song burns each face alight
So come on down
Let's make a toast
To the town
Of no faith
Where we will bless
Them out of this mess
Trust me the wraith
Who marches with no shame
In the parade
That made
No name
But try to stay
Alive
Before it hits five
On this very day
Trust me
And trust in what you can see
Can the words, that I compose
set people afire… for Christ?
Can I believe that His Spirit
flows in me? Only God knows…

the aching hearts of others,
better than I. Now, I’m not
wanting lame excuses, for not
seeing sisters and brothers

of His eternal Kingdom. Yet,
I hope, to spur them onward
for the sole benefit of this
fallen World. My God had set

sacred principles, previously
into motion; and I’ve applied
His Truth to my life and can
now see them… at work in me.

With new evidence, I’ve begun
to see that fatigued hearts of
His people are being moved, as
we all strive to become one…

with Christ, our blessed Lord!
Inspired by:
1 Cor 6:17

Dedicated to Arla Rizsu.

Learn more about me and my poetry at: amazon (dot) com

By Joseph J. Breunig 3rd, © 2017, All rights reserved.

— The End —