Unclean

poem by: Ryan Barger
Written on Oct 29, 2015 

Sitting on the sidewalk
Near the bus station
Bible open in front of me
I could see the plague and pestilence
It was all around me
It was all over me
In that moment 
I understood unclean
I wonder
Did the Lord heal me?
Would I have died?
Did I have some deadly disease
Would I have lived
Do I understand where I was
And what I was seeing.

A hurting place
Where people are grateful 
That the sun comes up every morning

In fact
In a place like that 
It is a beautiful thing.

 

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