Come Out of the Closet

   As you March through this life, Your steps are forever traced- Legends- are left behind Precious Memories, are scattered- throughout this earth. Every whisper- that flows forth from your lips, is forever planted in a un-forgetting brain. Every action- counted Noble or Shamed is recorded, Never to be erased. What footsteps are you leaving behind, Redeemed One, by grievously following the World’s? What story are you leaving behind- Uplifted One, as you choose society’s plot? You Hear Him Calling. But You dare to ignore. You Hear Him Crying. But, to you, His words mean no more. You understand- your unrelenting grief. You understand- what He is calling You to do. But You continue to Hide in your closet, Your Spirit begging You to come out- Pounding on the door of your heart to cooperate but you Slam it back. Lock the door. Throw away the key. No Wonder they think we’re a JOKE, No Wonder they mistake the Truth for Lies Look who they have to look up to. This- is NOT a Joke! He took you seriously by Dying on that Blood Splattered Cross The least You could do- Is take up Yours.