Poetry Reading

Tonight was my first poetry reading, sort of. The creative writing class held a poetry reading with a guest speaker of Rick St. John. I highly enjoyed his reading and bought a book "Pure Inconstancy of Grace," afterwards three of my professors read their poetry which was interesting to say the least. Then it was the class's turn. Now by the time the first person in our class read I had butterflies. The poem I had chosen I wrote last year and read in class, I only got half way because it made me cry. When I showed Heather which poem I was reading she asked "Ohh can you do it?" I prayed I could get through without tears. Finally my turn came, up on stage the light blinded me so I couldn't see the 20 some people in the audience. I read my poem and I did it without crying!! YEA for me. It was a great feeling and I want to do it again. Right now I'm in the middle of tearing my poems to pieces and rewriting some of them. The poem I read tonight was called "Crucify."

Crucify

Crucify, crucify, crucify
God sent you to earth
So we shall be forgiven of all
our sins committed from birth

"Give us Barabbas" they shouted
They chose a criminal over you
They never saw what you said was
true; for you are the King of the Jews

They nailed you upon that cross
that you carried upon your back
They abused and mocked all the things you've done
Knowledge of the Messiah; they lack

Crucify, crucify, crucify
A love beyond all I can see
By the tender grace of God; you saved us all:
You died on the cross for me.