The Dream

Last night,

 

I dreamed a dream,

 

Some might call a nightmare,

 

And they would scream.

 

I was in large,

 

Large fancy building,

 

People everywhere,

 

There was no Bible reading,

 

There was no prayer.

 

I asked who,

 

Who do you worship?

 

They answered,

 

The world is our master.

 

I answered,

 

I don’t agree,

 

Don’t agree there,

 

Jesus is my Master,

 

I see His loving arms,

 

I see Him everywhere!

 

winston staples
I am a 72 year old male who loves the great outdoors and the God who created it! I love to write poems about both. I love writing as a hobby on my blogs!
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