Poem -

"Their Voice"

"Their Voice"

"I am here in these pages,
as a service,
to my fallen addict brothers,
and sisters,
and to God,
and am blessed,
to be protected,
by His Staff and Rod.

I am here to be their voice,
that was never shown,
and in these words,
they shall be known,
because they mattered,
and their struggle,
I share.
I write these words,
to show that I care,
about you too.
Yes you!
The one who opened this book,
God called you to it,
and we are so thankful,
you gave it a look,
and some of your time,
and are tracing these sentences,
with your finger,
on each very line.

Don't be afraid,
to take that leap of faith,
because it will one day,
land you at the steps,
of Heaven's Gates.
Those drugs consumed you,
all of your vibrance,
and now it's time to shine,
so call out,
on bent knees,
to The Divine,
and He will shape you,
into what you're,
made to be.
Just give it some patience,
just wait and see!
I promise you'll thank me,
in the end,
because I only say this,
as a caring friend,
who would rather see you blossom,
instead of wither away.
So let this rock bottom,
be the foundation laid,
for the price of your sins,
has already been paid,
and the path you should walk,
God has already paved."

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