Grasp My Hand

April 18, 2011
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When He takes me
the utmost high
will He see me boast
or see my shy?
Will I be rewarded
the Kingdom of Heaven
or parish down under
in refusing His body unleavened?
When a blistering tornado hits the highest volcano
will I sit in front of a T.V. and stare?
Or will I step up and call the people of the city
who are gentle, lost, and in need of urgent care?
When I see you slip and when I hear you cry
will I offer a hand with all hope?
Are you going to grasp it, trusting me forever,
that I am willing to help you up the slope?
I don’t know what I am doing here, alone
or why I am here this way,
but when I ask you to help me through it
please tell me that you’ll always stay.

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shadowrider said...
Jul. 23, 2011 at 11:06 pm
Thank you for writing this. It gives perspective to things that we should all do without a second thought. I loved it, and it really does make an impression in your thought process. It makes you want to help everyone out there in need, and I can completely relate to the message in this poem. Wonderful with smooth flow! Great job!
ConqueringFears replied...
Jul. 24, 2011 at 8:19 pm
Well, thank you! And yeah, I guess it seems like people these days (and I'm not being hypocritical, even I do this) tend to have to think about helping people. Who is this pereson, why should I help them? So I guess we really have to go back to those old days; no one too fortunate, everyone was on a team. Thanks for the feedback :D
drivenbiimusic said...
May 20, 2011 at 12:59 pm
This one won a poetry publication contest. I am very proud ;] though I don't know why my better ones didn't win over this . . . 
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