Rejected

a poem about Jesus trying to lead others to him...

On that dreary cross I died so you could live with me.


I tried to show you the right way so you could now be free.


I knew your time was coming short, you ignored all of my signs.


I had my children point it out...you didn't cross the line...


I always have taken care of you its very plain to see.


but in the end when things go wrong the blame falls down on me.


I heard your mothers prayers as she shivered in the night...


she prayed you would accept me and come back unto the light


now I fear it is to late for you to now be free...


I gave it all for you to come but you rejected me...