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Two Poems from our Religious, Christian, Jewish, Islam, Baptist, etc. Poetry Collection
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| JACK |
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David Bell
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The rumble of the earth has died,
And weakened timber groans,
The screams that dying men had cried,
Are now replaced by moans
As dust and darkness fill the air,
He feels the pain of fear,
For Death does hang its ugly head,
Its breath is foul, and near
He hears a tapping somewhere close,
Within the rock and timber fall,
His hands began to dig and claw,
His voice to weak to call
How long he dug he could not tell,
But, the tapping drove him on,
And though his hands did bleed and swell
he could not stop, or slow
Then, suddenly, a hole appeared
within the wall of rock,
and an arm was thrust inside to grip
his trembling hand in shock
“My name is Jack”, a voice did drift
between the rocks they’d breached,
He told Jack his, and was asked his health
by the miner that he’d reached
“I’ll be alright”, was his reply
“if they can free us soon,
my legs are pinned here where I lie
and the pain does cloud my mind”
“Hang on, my friend,” came Jack’s reply
“for help is very near”,
Jack talked of help, to give him hope
and overcome his fear
It seemed like years had passed him by,
when searchers found the way,
and gentle hands did lift him out
of the mineshaft where he lay
And when he asked of his friend, Jack
their puzzlement was clear,
for he had been the last they found,
and no one else was near
Then glancing at the hand he’d held,
a tiny, wooden cross he found,
for God had been his ‘Jack’ that night
as he lay underground.
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| Treasure Chest |
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Sarahjane Bennett
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Treasure Chest |
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My body is a chest created for poetic treasures. Yet has my soul realized my potential? My heart knows not. My mind cares not. My hope yearns on. I am a vessel meant for containing joy And peace And love Yet I have filled myself with pain And anxiety And hate The Lord yells "Daughter!" and rains on my conscience My heart knows not. My nerves care not. My sin runs blind Will Jesus rescue me in shining armor? Or will he give up And disown And distress me Do I have a sweet cadence in store? My heart knows not My aura cares not My need is not loved Curse my mind for running from the light Now I am lost And all is dark Sickness has my essence destroyed My heart knows not My pain cares not My compassion runs dry
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