Poems


Repent!

Sin upon sin upon sin

Conscience became my travel agent sending me on a guilt trip

My empty black soul like a dark void

No presence of a loving Creator due to my absence of His presence

But the ringing shouts of

Repent!

Disconnected from a seemingly distant figure

Who is near as ever with a sure promise

A faint whisper of advice

Repent!

Every story ends yet defined by a choice

Whether we continue on the highway of condemnation

Or the back road to redemption

A single decision

Developed into action

Repent!

Kristian M. Marion