irony

September 18, 2013
By MissMorghan BRONZE, Springfield, Ohio
MissMorghan BRONZE, Springfield, Ohio
4 articles 1 photo 3 comments

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Therefore, since we have been made right in God’s sight by faith, we have peace with God because of what Jesus Christ our Lord has done for us. 2 Because of our faith, Christ has brought us into this place of undeserved privilege where we now stand, and we confidently and joyfully look forward to sharing God’s glory.

3 We can rejoice, too, when we run into problems and trials, for we know that they help us develop endurance. 4 And endurance develops strength of character, and character strengthens our confident hope of salvation. 5 And this hope will not lead to disappointment. For we know how dearly God loves us, because he has given us the Holy Spirit to fill our hearts with his love.

6 When we were utterly helpless, Christ came at just the right time and died for us sinners. 7 Now, most people would not be willing to die for an upright person, though someone might perhaps be willing to die for a person who is especially good. 8 But God showed his great love for us by sending Christ to die for us while we were still sinners. 9 And since we have been made right in God’s sight by the blood of Christ, he will certainly save us from God’s condemnation. 10 For since our friendship with God was restored by the death of his Son while we were still his enemies, we will certainly be saved through the life of his Son. 11 So now we can rejoice in our wonderful new relationship with God because our Lord Jesus Christ has made us friends of God.


Bang! Bang! Bang!
The world is in slow motion
Falling, falling, falling
Amongst the commotion


Shh…Shh…Shh….
Trying to calm my fears
Red, red, red
Erasing all my years

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh
Air vacates my lungs
Why? Why? Why?
My mind gradually numbs

Thump…Thump…Thump…
My heart dwindles and slows
Black, black, black
A white light suddenly glows

Beep, beep, beep
What is this I'm feeling?
Gasp, gasp, gasp
The pain is awful, searing

Drip, drip, drip
Life flows through my veins
Ready, ready, ready
For justice I will gain

Rah! Rah! Rah!
A loaded gun I'm holding
Ride, ride, ride
To victory I'm hoping


The author's comments:
This is a lyric poem capturing the feelings of a man getting shot then seeking revenge even though the doctors just healed him.

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