Urban Voices

A place for emerging urban Christian poets to be heard

May 4, 2007


by Christopher Feigles

I donít want your words now son
No I ainít got the time
But if you got some money or some food would do just fine
Your words wonít keep my daughter breathing life into her lungs
The only safety I confess is the bullet in my gun

                    No shelter from the rain
                    Lonely hearts of fear and pain
                    So take me home / but donít take me back
                    Take me away
                    Sharks now own the streets of New Orleans

My eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord
But the peace I fear it lays my dear in the coming of the storm
So hold your children tightly and sing now ďGod is on our sideĒ
These winds will crush your house to bits like all your foolish pride

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About this week's author:

Chris served as a summer intern with Voice of Calvary Ministries in Jackson in 2003. He is currently the youth pastor at Discovery Hills Evangelical Free Church in Shingle Springs, CA.

Chris can be reached at:
                    Christopher Feigles
                    3210 Carlson Drive
                    Shingle Springs, CA 95682

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