Feautured Poem
The Screams in My Head
The screams of Hell are banging in my ears,
Like bombs connecting with the ground from 30,000 feet in the air
I can’t take these loud voices that I hear
I cry out, but no one is there.
I try to plug my ears,
But the voices get louder.
They scream at me, “Why didn’t you tell me about Him?!”
They beg for just one drop of water from the dirtiest finger.
They get nothing!
The scariest thing about these voices . . .
They are the voices of the ones that I hold so dear.
They are the voices of my siblings, nieces, nephews, friends that are no longer here.
That is why these voices create so much fear.
What can I do now? Is it too late?
Are these souls gone forever?
Maybe it is I that they hate.
Because with my salvation I was a cheap skate.
I had the truth, but I didn’t speak up.
I just held on to it, they never had to say shut up
I was scared to tell them that they were lost.
Now there is nothing I can do
It is their screams that make me toss.
I was scared to tell them because I loved them so much.
But I see now the alternative to not being saved
Maybe I didn’t tell them because I didn’t love them enough.
This is something that I will have to answer to one day.
I don’t even begin to know what I will say.
I must tell everyone I know how to be saved.
Acts 2:38 is the real thing.
“Repent and be baptized every one of you in the name of Jesus Christ and shall receive the gift of the Holy Ghost” is what I have to say.
So listen up! Don’t let a day go by that you don’t share this message with someone.
Tell your neighbors, friends, and loved ones.
If you miss the opportunity, these voices that keep me awake at night . . .
Will soon come to your ears, and I promise, it will be all that you can ever hear!
By Vince Stegall
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