Rise Up and Follow
Me
Slowly without relish
Dawned a brand new day
Long ago he realised
No one cared in any way
Unloved by anybody
Called out one final time
Jesus, can you hear me
I'm not guilty of this crime
You know that I am innocent
A victim of circumstance
I was in the local vicinity
Lord, I never stood a chance
He felt his heartbeat quicken
Soon to take his final breath
A lonely anguished figure
Only seconds from his death
An inner voice of reassurance said
My son, I heard your heartfelt plea
You asked for my assistance
Rise up and follow me.
Allan Ball has retired from a career in the Banking and
Financial sector. Writing is both peaceful and rewarding, the written word
allows our hearts to speak. His poems have been published in Anthologies.
Hello Karen, Thank you very much for the encouraging message in your e mail . I have recommended two excellent poets to share their poetry, here at Whispers.Blessings Allan .
ReplyDeletelovely & beautifully written
ReplyDeleteThank you Jack . I appreciate you taking the time to
Deletecomment . Allan.
Dear Allan,
ReplyDeleteThank you for your perceptive poem, well written, and for your ongoing support to Whispers. Nice of you to recommend other writers to our journal.
Best wishes,
Inge