I'm Clinging

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I'm Clinging

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I'm Clinging I'm Clinging

Poem by: Shannan Browne

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Genre: Poetry

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Life is too too hard sometimes

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Life is too too hard sometimes

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Submitted: December 23, 2012

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Submitted: December 23, 2012

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I’m clinging

Lord, You forewarned me,
Years ago You said,
Confusion and mayhem were coming
Where angels fear to tread;
But Lord, you never said,
That it was hell I’d have to face
In that space where angels fear to tread.

Lord, You gave me advice,
You told me what to do,
When the craziness arrived,
As You said it had to; and what I must do:
Simply cling to You;
But my grip is human Lord, and not so strong,
And bit by bit, I’m slipping Lord, slowly away from You.

I promise Lord, I’m trying
To keep clinging on to You,
But the seams are all tearing
And the fabric around me too.
My fingers are tiring Lord, You know it’s true,
This body is sick and dying Lord,
I don’t know how to see this through.

The car’s motor wants to stop
As the cogs begin to jar
Without a working engine Lord,
You know I can’t go far.
My Lord of Love, I know You Are,
But the Ferris Wheel chains are breaking,
The wood and nails are rusting here, underneath Your star.

The oven that’s made for heating Lord,
Sits broken and cold.
The food there to eat Lord,
Was poisoned before it was sold.
Lord, I’m clinging to each word You told
As my ship sinks with this hole;
Lord, please be true; please keep Your promises of old.

The radio is down Lord;
Electricity is off; batteries are dead,
As the family goes through divorce,
Lord, I’m clinging to what You said.
Your word Lord, it’s what I’ve read
Hugging Your promises as the pier crumbles beneath,
As I fall to drown, left on a seabed.

No warmth because the heating broke,
And fatigue pains my sight,
Disorientation causes accidents Lord,
As I soothe the dog’s bite.
I’m slipping Lord, as I loose my might,
I’m clinging to the last beam of light;
Lord, please, help me get through the night…


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