poem Help & Help II

[Faithbuilders]

This poem was written in a very low time in my life. It was my first year of bible school, and I was very lonely. This is the 1st of a two part poem. And how I felt like .... Well, like the poem. The second part of the poem will give you all a challenge, I hope blesses you.

Help

He was a boy that was very bold,
But now he feels like nothing, so he's told,
The pains and hurts keep him down,
Not knowing what to do has him bound,
He screams out to God in pain,
Man, I think he's going insane,
Where's the help, where's the love,
Christ has given him from above?
From all that life is, he's left completely out,
He does nothing right, but at him people just shout,
The Godly gifts he's lost,
And discouragement is all he's tossed,
He lies in bed, tears coming from his eyes,
Inside, slowly, he dies,
To somebody he needs to open up,
But instead, his pain is overflowing like a cup,
Desperately for an answer he prays,
But the pain just increases all his days,
Is there anyone who can understand?
Anyone the same through out the land?
The boy knows Christ has gone through it,
But then why is he left in such a pit,
Compassion is what he is looking for,
But as he looks he sees compassion no more,

To Be Continued ...

[Faithbuilders]

Both Help, and Help II were written a number of years apart, and were the story of my life. These poems are to encourage you to be sensitive to the hurting around you, and to show them the love and compassion of Jesus.
I also want you to know, that if you are going through something today, don’t be dismayed, you can know that you are not alone. Others like yourself have gone through it also. And Jesus is the ultimate friend you can turn to.

Help II

...Continued from Help

But as he looks he sees compassion no more,
But life goes on like a hungry lions, "roar,"
The desperate boy, is now a man in pain,
His heart is broken like thunder, soaked in rain,
They say you reap what you sow,
But why is broken hearts all he knows?
For others in compassion, he has been there for,
And yet, when he needs love, it's like a room with a locked door,
Looking for love, with tears he lays alone in bed,
Looking for compassion that the right person could send,

Sometimes we all need to feel loved and excepted,
You can get discouraged with loneliness and rejection,
That young man is ready to give up on life,
He's tired of loneliness, hurts, and strife,

This young man could be in your town, he could be next to you,
Just one loving, patient heart could make him brand new,
Do we have true compassion for the hurting hearts,
Or will we let them be torn apart,

[frienduff thaylorde]

OH , but alas for their is hope

as one drops down truth on a rope

and He is reminded ,   and says , WHY are thou cast down O my soul

and why are thou troubled and disquieted within me .   HOPE THOU IN GOD .