Better Man

Better Man short poem

Photo by jfl1066

Lord if I died today I’d be a better man for knowing You
You gave my life dignity, purpose and wisdom too
Exposed all my weakness to myself forgiving like no other
My Father, oh my Lord, beside me always like a brother
Laid my path before me with Your kindness, testing, toil and strife
Taught there is no easy path to heaven, no worthy shortcuts in this life
Abundance but a fleeting moment, hard times unspoken myth
You have woven all my blessings, a warm quilt colored labyrinth

Lord if I died this very moment I’d be a better man for knowing You
For You gave Your life for those newborn, asking only they be true
You taught us to love each other dearly, show kindness from our heart
Better to give than to receive, Your doctrine from the start
Fragile as the wings that beat upon the dimly candled moth
This world we’re in, it will beat us down, with avarice and sloth
But I will rise to the occasion, be strong, generous and forgiving
Pass along Your word of God for all, life with You, is truly living

Lord if you took me now I’d better a better man, old unseasoned seed
For You have given me everything I possess, cast away what I don’t need
I wish all the world could know your love, and blessings as I have
Walk the golden bricks of heaven, cure my wounds, St. Peters salve
You know my heart, sometimes evil and yet ungrateful to a fault
You have sanctified my world, my table, from where we all exalt
Please I pray for time I wish, that I, may have my loves forever near
But if You’ll need me now, I’ll be a better man, I’m ready, I have no fear

Rate the poem
1 Star2 Stars3 Stars4 Stars5 Stars (1 votes, average: 3.00 out of 5)
We are posting your rating...

Have something to say about the poem?

Profile photo of floorman2012


Signup / Login to follow the poet.
"Let every word tell; Make every word count!" Those words were spoken by Ed Fike, editor of editorial page of the San Diego union newspaper in 1981, when I took his night school journalism course at San Diego City College. Mr. Fike had a profound influence on the way I approach writing. I believe he had a profound influence on everyone he met. Anyway, I did not pursue a career in journalism, but instead became a tradesman, earning my living with my hands. Writing is my hobby and pastime.
Poems you will love

Give your feedback / review for the poem

Be the First to Comment & Review poem!

Notify of

Radio Man

Radio Man short poem

Back in the Summer of eighty five thank God I was still alive music was filling the streets as I chilled by the strip here’s the trip many girls were dressed with flames both were not ashamed the innocence of

Better Things

Better Things short poem

There are nightmare dreams that haunt the sky From minds hard anchored to the earth And deadened thoughts from dead ones eyes Who’s living failed them at their birth. No Lovers touched by lovers thoughts Nor Eros arrows piercing hearts

Tears Of Man

Tears Of Man short poem

Tears of Man You have the right to remain silent. Do you make the choice or remain violent? Do you evolve and become more civilized? Or do you choose to stay belligerent? You choose to be healthy, like you are

Old Man Sitting

Old Man Sitting short poem

The bones are brittle as are the thoughts they crumble events of yesterdays that never happened things that happened not remembered today becomes another time faces and events mingle become a crazy quilt He sits and stares unaware of a

He Is The Man That

He Is The Man That long poem

Who said that dawn doesn’t know him? Yes … Who has said that? He is secreting night when the sunset flows to poem end ; the flute, which surrendered stealthily to the day song, it runs away from the maze