"Jesus Shadow" #RoughDraftPoem
The following poem is how someone in the world feels. Internal Struggle... -Tony Hanes
Against the walls I searched,
but see no signs of "Jesus Shadow".
Walking home from Bible Study,
I felt alone with broken faith,
waiting to sit next to "his" throne one day.
"Genesis" is the place where laws were broken,
now we consume extra heartaches.
"Gluttony" from forbidden nourishment,
placed "The Sun" out of position.
Now the "Father", "Son", and "Holly Ghost",
are slightly out of my vision.
"Moses", led the Hebrew Slaves from Egypt,
in hope for a safer and brighter day.
I take this journey into the "wilderness",
reciting scriptures,
continuing to pray.
I stay engaged in a personal battle,
fighting but still in fear.
Yet, "Jesus Shadow",
fails to appear,
leaving a lonely soul,
shattered and battered.
It's like I'm trapped in "Leviticus",
walking as a "blind" character.
In "Numbers", the journey from Sinai to Moab,
was documented and "Jordan River" crossed.
Returning home,
I viewed causalities in the streets,
thinking if at some point,
they respected "The Cross".
Or maybe during their pilgrimage,
they lost a little faith,
when they didn't see "Jesus Shadow",
out the light....Create.
The Promise Land might have mattered,
but days feel like "Deuteronomy".
"God's Wrath",
seems to attack the misfortunate,
while the fortunate bathe in Glory.
As I arrived at my residence,
I attempt to believe,
"Jesus Shadow" is Heaven sent.
I skimmed "The Old Testament",
trying not to have spiritual resentment,
I repent.
Singing praise,
I turn pages into "The New Testament",
but "Revelations" sparked internal debates.
The graphic nature,
is why I "tithe" with reluctance,
and often hesitation.
I battle with the idea of Hell,
but wait for "Jesus Shadow",
to lead me to the righteous city,
entering “The Pearly Gates" forever.
At my kitchen table,
I sigh putting my head down,
waiting to see what happens next,
waiting to see,
if "Christ" comes around.
The End
(c) #TonyHanesPoetry 2012
