God Is Good

God Is Good long poem

Uploaded by Milton Robertson


I was going through the year feeling just fine, while writing my rhymes. Not a worry, not a care, nothing to bear. Then along come spring, such a wonderful thing, didn’t have an idea of what it would bring. I believed, it would be outstanding, I didn’t know it would be so demanding.

I thought, through this year I would cruise but instead I was singing the blues, I couldn’t see what was coming at me. One thing happened, then another, I had to run for cover. So I started to look for advice, in the same place can lighting strike twice? Something was trying to bring me down, I mean put me down for the count.

But I kept a strange feeling that said, you have to get back in the mount. Grab the horse by the reins, don’t let it put you to shame, nor drive you insane. So to The Lord I prayed, or down I would have stayed, yes I would, but God is Good.

Now have you ever tried something with all your heart but you kept coming up short. You try and you try, it just won’t come out right, even though you try with all your might and you don’t want anyone to see that your are uptight. So you walk around with a false grin because you want to feel exalted among men.

Deeper and deeper you start to sink, you pick up a smell, it’s your life and it stink. But you hold your head up to show you’re grown, you’ve got backbone and you don’t want anyone to see that you feel so alone. So you walk around lost, like the rest of the clones. Then you listen to people from every place and everything you try slaps you hard, right in the face.

Now I am writing this because The Lord gave this to me, but I have to cut it short, so take this to heart. these things, I have been through, I got to the point where I prayed, Lord I really need you. I was at the end of my rope in total despair I thought it couldn’t get any worse and up jumped a Grizzly Bear. That should have been all she wrote, yes it should… GOD IS GOOD.

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I once was walking in the dark , I thought I was living the life. Thank goodness for Rehab. They started to set thing right, It was there I found The Lord and and saw the Light. Now these poems I started to see and hear. When they come in sight I write. Thank You LORD. Now all the other, the past is, how they put it. Just water under the bridge. GONE. Never to return. Now I am Just a laid back kind of guy, Who's about to spread his wings and fly away to a brighter day.
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