Poem 2

Here is the second poem in my series of religious/spiritual type poems...the bulk of this was written during some religion class in college.





Come, we'll go and see the preacher
Standing on the ocean shore

See him back into the water
Now we'll hear him nevermore

See the bubble of his breathing from the waters underneath
Hear the gurgle of his screaming as he sinks into the deep

Shortly sharks will go to meet him
Watch them move in for the kill

Gentle jaws have gone to greet him
Red and righteous blood to spill

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

Eating SDA Style

Penguins and the Big Bang

Out of the Frying Pan and into the Fire