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Rated: E · Poetry · Emotional · #2167366
A man recieving a letter from a dying friend
One day while walking down the road
I met the solemn man.
He sat there on a hard park bench
with something in his hand.

I asked him why the long sad face
could I help in any way.
He looked up with an emptiness
that haunts me to this day.

He stared at me tears rolling down
his cheek from eyes of red.
Then handed me the letter in his hands
no words were said.

Now on this page with shaking hands
these words were what I read.
"Hello my friend I'm writing this
for soon I will be dead."

I've lived this life so very long
and suffered through much pain.
I thank you for your kind sweet words
but the fact it still remains.

Your God's your God he is not mine
for I still cannot believe.
If God loves me as you say He does
my pain would be relieved.

Yet here I sit my life a waste
full of greed and dark desire.
I just can't do the things to get
to God that you require.

I like control too much to give
to something I can't see.
I'm right here so I'll stick to having
faith in "one" that's me."

As I read these words I understood
the reason for his breaking heart.
He tried to be the light to give
his friends faith a running start.

The man then spoke in a trembling voice
and said these words to me.
"I tried to help him know my loving God
and still he will won't believe."

Take heart my friend you did God's work
planting seeds as we are told.
It's not up to us, yet to your friend
if that seed is to take hold.

Then I took his hands and we said a prayer
God show his friend love's grace.
That he'll find God's comfort in his heart
and be in a better place.

Then I got up and walked away
knowing I had done my part.
God spoke through me and helped that man
to heal his broken heart.

God spoke to me within my soul
saying, "Son you've made me proud.
You showed that man great love today
and you spoke my word out loud."

I gave God praise for using me
as His vessel in this life.
If only more would know God's love
there'd be less pain and strife.
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