Poetry by Tom Raper

 

                        

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   "Loves hard road."

 

                  

"Before and Now"

Voices, Voices, are inside my head,
this pain and suffering as destruction
must be fed...Voices, Voices, are all
around me this day, as children are
crying and familys are dying this
endless destruction, its our lives that
pay....Voices, Voices, I hear in the streets,
people stealing, raping and killing, the
evil in their hearts, as it pumps lifes
beats...Voices, Voices, is this our purpose
in life,? to have no sense of existence,
except pain, misery and strife???
Voices, Voices, I whisper to you now,
Comfort, peace, serenity and love, help
me please and show me how...
Voices, Voices, I hear in my soul, I
heard your prayer, Now trust in me and
let me console...Voices, Voices, the true
Voice of God, heres my beloved son,
whom I'm well pleased in spiritual
righteousness, us saints must trod...
Voices, Voices, came salvation to this
world, stopping pain and crying and
endless dying, sending to us the
heavenly pearl...Voices, Voices for even
I'll sing, with praise and
glory to Jesus my King...
 

Tom Raper Jr.

2-20-05
 

 

On a faraway journey he
traveled through time, to come to
this earth for souls like mine...
To seek and to save that which
was lost, a shedding of blood,
would be the final cost...
The pain and suffering I would
not know, for the desire of the world,
I struck the first blow...
Battered and beaten, He was lead
to the cross, to hang on a stake,
for sinners that were lost...
Watching you die, they had no remorse,
"It is finished" you'de said, and
went through the course...
Skys had darkened and the veil had
been torn, "truly this was the
son of God," one man had sworn...
They removed His body and placed
Him in a tomb, with hands of Compassion,
as this man had once been in her womb...
Three days later, there was a loud
shout, for the tomb was empty, there
was no one about...
He had risen, or can you not see?,
the final price He paid, for
sinners like you and me...
A love so real His mercy was
shown, to reconcile us as we
kneel before His throne...
Today we'll give praise to Our
heavenly King, in honor to Him,
my voice will forever sing...

       Tom Raper Jr.

        3-21-07


 

 

 

 




 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

05-11-08 poetry by Tom Raper.



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