God's going to cut you down       (Johnnie Cash)

God's going to cut you down (Johnnie Cash)

A Poem by Coyote Poetry
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I have been listening to Neil Young and Johnnie cash tonight. Good song create powerful poetry.

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    God's going to cut you down       (Johnnie Cash)


I told the kids. Hate make us no good. Leave us almost dead. When you dead. What is left?

I told the preacher. I have sins. I have done most of the deadly seven sins. I never seeks peace or forgiveness. I was led by greed and I don't believe God will not forgive the men who left only marks of greed, lust and drink. I loved the road more than love. I believe men who danced on fire stone of self-need and  he don't believe in heaven or hell. Will know purgatory with loads of foolish men. The preacher thought a moment and told me. God will forgive and expect payment. Men who believe they are Gods on earth. They get cut down to size in hell. You are not a murderer or hurt the child. God can see inside. You will see you did your best.

Old wordsmith sat near the Pacific with two kids. The two young Poets asked. What is right?  What is wrong? Is this hell on earth or are we just living and dying without reason and purpose?  Old Poet told them. Look at the sky and the sea. Look at the sun falling into the sea. I believe we are just part of a great plan. You must do your best. Lead with love and kindness. This is your world. One kind and strong voice can save our world. Maybe one person at the time. A wave of hope can be create by true love and great dreams. God is good. He is like a parent. We mold and teach our children. We hope our children become good people and carry out great things. A parent, like God. We must allow our children to grow without walls and fear. Set them free. No perfect person. We will fall often and must get up. This isn't hell. Hell is a lot worst. You can decide your journey. Free-will my friend. God gave us free-will.

I watch the men in Washington sending young women and men to war.  Jesus loved the child. Government that send the young to learn death and war over love and dreams. I do believe God will demand payment.  If these greedy men want war? They should go and fight. The taste of blood isn't very sweet. Maybe the Berserkers for war would be less gainful if they fought for oil, land and religion themselves.

Johnny Cash told us. "God's going to cut you down."  There are lessons in the words of the song. There is payment for all things.

The Wordsmith told the young Poets. Travel, love and have many friends. The end will come. Better to know death with a peaceful heart. He who had known love, beauty and was kind to strangers in need. I believe will find God and be welcomed.

    Coyote/John Coyote




© 2014 Coyote Poetry


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We are all candles God has lit to bring light, like the stars...no man lights a candle and hides it under a basket; but sets it on a ledge before a mirror so that twice the light is given off...so let your light shine before others that you may be a guiding flame in the darkness of the world; a bright and shining star that lights the pathway home brighter than any autumn moon. We are not put out to melt alone...we are set to give life and light to one another. Let the world catch fire with love and hope, with peace, joy and understanding...that is my wish and the reason I burn. It's always good to read your words my friend.

Posted 11 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Coyote Poetry

11 Years Ago

Thank you Fabian. Too much Johnnie Cash and Neil Young. Made me think too hard.



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This reminds me of the opening lines to The Damn Choir's song 'Noah'. We are indeed placed on this earth with no seemingly known plans. I like the metaphor behind this piece. Well written, I enjoyed.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Coyote Poetry

11 Years Ago

Thank you. Johnnie Cash warned us with his last songs. Life payment is hard and costly.
Beautiful write I loved Johnny Cash
was thinking of his song burning ring
of fire.



all the light talk makes me think of that song this little light
of mine I'm goanna let it shine this little light of
mine I'm goanna let it shine let shine let it shine BTW I love
this little light of mine also beautiful song too.


I will read more of your wonderful pieces later.


I am posting one more new poem then I'm off to bed
I have church in the morning.


Thank you for sharing this wonderful piece.

Blessings. Kindred poet

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Coyote Poetry

11 Years Ago

Thank you Kindred poet. I appreciate the kind words.
Benita-Staebell M - KindredPoet

11 Years Ago

You're very welcome. I always enjoy reading your work. it's my pleasure. Blessings. Kindred poet
We are all candles God has lit to bring light, like the stars...no man lights a candle and hides it under a basket; but sets it on a ledge before a mirror so that twice the light is given off...so let your light shine before others that you may be a guiding flame in the darkness of the world; a bright and shining star that lights the pathway home brighter than any autumn moon. We are not put out to melt alone...we are set to give life and light to one another. Let the world catch fire with love and hope, with peace, joy and understanding...that is my wish and the reason I burn. It's always good to read your words my friend.

Posted 11 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Coyote Poetry

11 Years Ago

Thank you Fabian. Too much Johnnie Cash and Neil Young. Made me think too hard.

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A Poet and writer who love to read and write. My pleasure is reading about the bad and good in a life. Also to honor the Poets/Writers of the past by reading their words. Remember .. more..