louis rams

Veteran Poet - 1,443 Points (09/13/1943 / new york city)

Thru My Eyes - Poem by louis rams

this came into my mind while i was working.

Thru my eyes
The roar of the crowd started to settle
And the smoke started to clear, and in the
Middle of the arena “stood one man”
He was not a giant of a man as you may think
However, all his enemies lay at his feet
The enemies with all the weapons known to man
Had fallen to the ground under his hand.
He was not a gladiator skilled in the arts of war
And self-defense, and did not have the strength
Or hair of SAMPSON or strength of HERCULES.
Yet he had more followers than SPARTACUS
Could ever imagine.
If you was to take all of his followers and put
Them on a battlefield, they would cover entire continents.
Who was this man who had so much power?
His name is JESUS!
His words and his followers can bring nations
To a complete standstill, and yet he was only a carpenter
Born the son of GOD.
Out of the smoke rose three champions with JESUS
And on the ground laid hate, hopelessness
Lie and deceit – against JESUS they could not compete.
Now when you feel like you have been on a battlefield
And the smoke starts to clear – look for JESUS
He is always near

Topic(s) of this poem: spiritual

Comments about Thru My Eyes by louis rams

  • Rookie - 45 Points Colleen Courtney (5/23/2014 7:36:00 PM)

    Nicely written poem. (Report) Reply

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  • Freshman - 828 Points Juan Olivarez (5/22/2014 9:26:00 PM)

    Beautiful mi amigo. Well done. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, May 22, 2014

Poem Edited: Friday, May 23, 2014

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