Watching them preach
But who am I to judge
The people flock around
It's just nothing I would do
We share the same religion
But I express it differently
They ask them on the streets
But I sit here and show
They ask if they would like to talk
I sit here waiting for a friend
Politely, they nod when declined
I just smile non-chalantly
If they came to me I'd just say
That it's okay, I'm like them
I'm just a quiet Christian,
Living a quieter life
Expressing myself through deeds
A collection of poems and short stories, from a long time ago and from today. Some are light hearted, others are more serious, some are simply extracts from larger pieces of ficiton I am writing.
Tuesday, 27 September 2016
14/09 Christian
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