Ancient churches with broken doors Inward hearts participating in endless chores The depths of grace replaced by chains Aimless sheep just playing games Judgment reigns in this masquerade Where none is righteous all the same To hate the sinner and do the sin Is that what it means to be born-again? Hello, Jesus Your style sure has changed Hello, Jesus I can't recognize your face In this world today A sinking ship struggling in the waves Selfish hearts with their rants and raves Pirates marauding with their swords Makes me wonder if they've even heard His words Desperate Pharisees overly concerned With going to heaven and not getting burned Think they control what's right and wrong But Jesus had their number all along Hello, Jesus Your style never changed Hello, Jesus I can recognize your face When I see love instead of hate 2008-03-06T19:33:02Z http://ficlets.com/feed/story/23403 <p>I really like the first stanza of this. Sometimes it can be damaging to a poem when you have to find rhymes, but the way you used &#8220;chores&#8221; really works, being that some people find religion to be bothersome rather than something voluntary and enlightening (&#8220;overly concerned with not getting burned&#8221;!). Great job :)</p> http://ficlets.com/stories/23403?basename=45961 2008-03-06T19:33:02Z Autumn Night http://ficlets.com/authors/autumn_night <p>Excellent writting of what is happening in the world today. But lets not forget that as the decaying of the world happends so is the fall of man and it is just another step to His return.</p> http://ficlets.com/stories/23403?basename=45713 2008-03-05T18:43:14Z butterflygirl6106 http://ficlets.com/authors/butterflygirl6106