Poem -

"Who I Want to Meet"

"Who I Want to Meet"

"I write these out of necessity,
because your life is necessary.

I want a junkie,
to be the next person I meet,
and help them find God,
and come home off the street,
because they are still a person,
just with drugs,
they try to hide,
away from The Light of a Justful God,
whose arms are always,
ALWAYS open wide.

I want to make them,
crack a smile,
which they probably haven't done,
in a very long while,
because if being saved,
has taught me anything,
it's that no one is a lost cause,
and that even the strongest,
will sometimes fall.

That my friends,
is where we come in.
We help them up,
and we pray over our sins,
because I am no better,
than that beggar,
the one you turn your eyes away from,
when they come to greet,
or that junkie,
who lives and may die,
on the streets."

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sparrowsong

Hello Robert...

Not difficult to find though you make it sound as if you're having a difficult time in locating them...

Check with the Police, Jail,  Hospitals, or Methadone Clinics...

The Doctors Offices are a waste of time...

They write the scripts and send them out the door...

The Morgue yeah, a little too late...

Good luck in your search...

Great write!

Thank you for sharing...

Hugs...

sparrowsong

 

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