They Tell Me Your Dead? ? ? Poem by Gary Manning

They tell me your dead yet I hear your voice. They tell me your dead yet I feel your love. They tell me your dead yet you comfort me when I cry. They tell me your dead and I don't know y. My flesh cannot see or feel you but my soul is alive because of you. It is you that keep me when all left me behind. It is you who loved me when they all turned on me. It is you who held me up as I began to fall. It is you who loved me when most didn't care whether I lived or died. Yet they tell me your dead I know you are alive. A mighty god lives in me yet they can't see. But every time they say you are dead it is as they say I'm not alive...