As you read this poem, read this as an ernest request from me to you. We need to act now, we need to help the hurting, we need to bring a change. Dont wait for someone else, it may be too late.
Children crying on the street
The rough road beating against their transient feet
Alone, used, abused
Who will tell them they are offered a life, brand new?
They grow up
In violence and destruction
Jesus came for their life's reconstruction
Who will reach them?
Who will teach them?
Who will tell them that they are loved?
Arise. Awake.
Their lives are at stake.
Reach out, touch them.
Remove the world's sin and hate
Tell them, it is not the end
Make them your brand new friend
YOU ARE READING
Who Will Reach Them?
PoetryThrough these poems I ask you to awaken from your spiritual and mental slumber. The world needs you, reach out, help them before it is too late.
