Going Under

About being baptized... a fear of mine

I am in all white,

The water is knee height,

It’s cool and warm,

In the Priest’s arms.

 

I say a quick prayer,

Begging for the Lords grace and mercy,

The way I word it,

Makes it seem I should do a curtsy.

 

But I don’t, I open my eyes,

I realize what’s going on,

I begin to freak out,

I thought this wouldn’t happen again but on me it dawned.

 

There he was,

There I was him hurting me again.

 

Fending against his arms,

I scream and cry but the water drowns me.

 

Then I stopped struggling.

The white light grew brighter.

 

In the distance I saw, there he laid,

Jesus saved me again, he saved the day.

 

No more beer belly,

No broken bottles or crushed cans,

Hotter and hotter,

Get my hands.

The white light surrounds us,

I am in Jesus arms,

There I lay still as a board,

He saved me from harms.

Author's Note

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