In life, I thought I had everything,
The answers of the heart were lost;
I deified the women of my dreams,
But Christ had paid the ultimate cost.
Not by bread alone,
Shall I live a life again…
I manipulated other as well as myself,
The child of a King behaved so immorally;
Putting the fear of God second to all else,
I started to talk of Him without any loyalty.
Not by bread alone,
Shall I speak of life within…
Man cannot live by bread alone,
We need the true bread of life;
The world is saved by our own
Lord and Savior, Jesus the Christ.
So I will not do it,
By not bread alone…
I have stolen from the holy storehouse,
By not bothering to even tithe in truth;
Cheerful giving is the least man endows
For complete salvation in living proof.
Not by bread alone,
Shall I eat once more…
Hatred I felt for my own brothers,
As I slowly learned really to absolve;
Jesus manifested genuinely to others
Unanimity is how Christians evolved.
Not by bread alone,
Shall I be like before…
Man cannot live by bread alone,
We need the true bread of life;
The world is saved by our own
Lord and Savior, Jesus the Christ.
So I will not do it,
By not bread alone…
Comments
Hello Lamar
This is quite good, for a poem of this nature. Christian poems are a dime a dozen (as you would expect from a religion with over a billion followers!) but I like the way you weave your presonal narrative into the preaching going on in this poem.
Just a couple of issues...
"I idolized the women of my dream,"
I get where you're going with this, but I feel that it is a little passive. Perhaps "deified" instead, which would denote your desires replacing God's Truth?
Also, "dream" should be "dreams", I think.
This line
"The world was saved by our own"
Is Christ not eternal? I would use "is" instead of "was".
Not bad at all, keep writing.