Talking Sidewalks
(c) 2010 Shundra L. Moore all rights reserved
Walking by the wayside
Head bowed to the ground.
Talking to nobody
Just wanting to hear the sound
Of my own voice.
Just to hear a word from within
That will lift my head from the
Dust of this world.
Dirt heated by the dust of evil
That refuses to let me go.
Who will help me to win the fight
That will determine if my life turns
Towards the Light.
The Lamp of all men.
Who will come and tell me of Him
Who wants me to live.
Who will come and tell me of Him
Who loved me even when
My actions made Him vomit.
Who is this One who desires
To save men from themselves.
He is Christ Jesus and He told me Himself.
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