Friday, 7 November 2008
FIELD OF BROKEN DREAMS
There are times when the world turns dark and we have nowhere to turn but to the creator! The only hope we have is Jesus. If you have ever felt like the poem below, I implore you turn your eyes, your hope on Jesus. He will NEVER forsake you He will NEVER leave you, He is the begining and the end.
I HAVE A FIELD OF BROKEN DREAMS
A HARVEST OF SHATTERED HOPE THAT LIES SCATTERED UPON THE GROUND.
WHEN I WALK THROUGH MY FIELD OF BROKEN DREAMS
AND EXAMINE THE HOPELESSNESS
I HAVE TO TIPTOE THROUGH THE BROKENESS OF MY LIFE
HOW DESPERATE HOW DESPERATE AND THEN....
I SCREAM AND SCREAM IN SILENT SURRENDER
AND GIVE THEM UP ON THE ALTER OF MY EGO.
COME AND LOOK
COME AND SEE
BUT, STEP CAREFULY NOW
THE RAZOR SHARP SHARDS
OF EVERY BROKEN DREAM
CAN DESTROY YOU
CAN KILL YOU
LOOK AT MY SOUL
IT IS BLEEDING
IT IS DEAD!
Sharmaine Anna Dobson
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