I Laid Down God!

i laid down God,
and found the stranger
at my door....

hungry stare, dirty clothes,
nowhere to go...
i let him in!

i laid down God,
and found the orphaned child,
crying in the darkness,

the darkness that swallows souls.
i took the child in my arms,
and whispered, 'you are home'...

i laid down God,
traded my guns for hammer and nails...
began building houses

for the lost and dispossessed...
i laid down God,
and quit thinking about me...

found peace in involvement,
with no need to possess...
i laid down God,

and God found me!

poem by Eric Cockrell
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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