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Why are you a thorn in my side? I actually get it now.

  • Writer: Dan Popovich
    Dan Popovich
  • May 28
  • 2 min read

Now I sit here pain in feet

Wondering about ole St. Pete


Whether he too suffers well

So that others avoid the hell

That he had to go through then

For a brother locked in pen


Like a pig that brother swilled

On the husks his belly filled


Every time I think of it

I just want to cry and sit


Alas that shall not happen here

No more gushing with the tears


I'm a man now yet still child

Of the mother meek and mild


That sitteth with the souls so bright

Wondering whence brings the night


Oh so many things she says

Off'ring supplicants there prayers.


Up to sun and moon and stars

Where there's no impeding bars


Freedom, freedom, freedom sing

Like a lovely wedding ring


Two made one and one made two

How shall I remember you


With a smile and howdy friend

Care to sit and not to rend


Shirts and curtains just because

Oh forgot those pesky laws


Better mind them gramma showed

Us how to make do with clothes


Holy holey wholey sewn

Now my mind is really blown


Did I write this or just sat

Where the Master kneeled and spat


Mixed with mud my eyes covered

I see I see now I am third


Of that triune match my folks

Room for more though no more jokes


See I'm focused like my mum

Serving others till they run


Like the wind and wear the best

Having been put through the test


Warning warning warning now

Devil waiting in the vow


Recall, recall the oath I swore

Water flowing through the door


Of the house that fathers built

Where our worshipers they knelt


Not my house oh that's for sure

Maybe someday life's a blur


Oh thank god I can now sleep

I won't whisper another peep

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