Storm Brewin' Poem

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Cute Irish Bono

Rock n' Roll Doggie Band-aid
Jan 11, 2004
Maybe my luck is running out

I see a storm brewin’ outside

I am always running away

Please sound the alarm

I need to be calm

God is always good

Oh, one day, I’ll stand in His presence

A storm is brewin’ outside

Will I be ready that spectacular day?

Your faith is stronger than mine

Mine is a murky clay

Yours is the sweetest of wine

I clump together

The grapes in yours taste better

The storm reminds me I don’t have all the pieces as one

I am an eternal being

I always will be

Sometimes I want to cave in

Because of the way I have behaved

I love being an eternal being

But there is a storm brewin’ outside

Should I take cover?

Or completely surrender?

The tornado may spin

Tornado Valley is in my point of view

The hurricane may coming crashing in

This hurricane’s time is due

Can I stand in His presence?

I try living a good life

But what really matters is Who you know

Will this storm of love sweep me away?

Or will I be left behind in the destruction of the day?

(C) Carly Wiggins 2016

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