The Preacher Poem by Nathaniel Bassey
The Preacher
Rating: ★5.0
The man was greatly loud and clear
He made no move but look and stare
We're not just moved by what we hear
We are moved mostly by what we care
The rod of wrath He will not spare
On those whose hearts are seldom clear
Make haste to see the heavens glare
And sing; o lord we shall be there
In all He'll make his council heir
And dear to keep away from fear
Friday, November 7, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: talk
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4/24/2024 2:06:18 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Nice poem- We're not just moved by what we hear We are moved mostly by what we care well penned