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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