Saved Poem by Melissa Ferrer

Jesus is going to come they say
Everyone needs to pray
Jesus is going to come they say
Well he aint coming to day.

My hate bubbles
My anger Seethes
My dislike gurgles
And my pain breathes
Saved is what I need to be
Away from life's adversities
Obsenities engulf me
and my thoughts
Death swallows me whole
Satisfaction not within its reach
So it swallows those around me
And spits me out through its teeth
S I may see its accomplishments
And it may take joy in my grief

So jesus is coming
yes he is
but is he coming in time
will he catch me in every failing Rythm
catch me in every rhyme

I look at everyone in anger
Except for those i admire
Id put my life in danger
Just to get my thoughts to conspire
A way to live
With joy, happiness, and love
so when jesus comes
Let me know
Till then Ill be hiding
With no place to go.