by Honey Dip

Created on: June 29, 2008

Does heaven have room for a thug?

One day while I'm doing laundry, that's right sometimes our wings get a little, dirty,
God calls me, voice almost a bit un-sturdy.
I promptly float God's side,
And curiously watch a sight that could make any angel teary eyed.

There are gun shots in the air,
a floating lock from a hair,
sirens blaring,
baggy clothes someone was wearing,

there's enough smoke to make any normal person choke,
but before I know it I see a glow from a creature of the below.
He's running with all of his might,
past street lights,
past cabs,
past kid who could get nabbed,
pass more strife,
and past his own life.
Somehow he escapes it all
and falls to his knees once he's safe at home.

Before I know the vision has left
and suddenly it's my ears god has at theft.

Dear heavenly father,

I know I've done terrible things in my life.
I know that it's even caused me to never take a wife.
Through all the trials and tribulations I encounter
Through all the pain and strife that's made my mother become a downer
I sit hear and I put my sins on the table
I kneel here not afraid to say I'm not stable.
Everything I've done is violent and wrong
Everything I've done I thought proved I was strong.
Here I am though god, nothing more than a fallen solider
Here I am though god, with my foul language that's so vulgar.
I pray you, see me for what I am,
I pray you, judge me oh lamb,
Help me on this earth that's somehow become a battlefield
Help guide me though this dark by being my light of shield.
I know I've messed up, and I know I can't go back
I know I need your grace to erase this heart of mine that's going black.
So I ask you today god through all the violence, cussing, and drugs
So I ask you today god, does heaven have room for a thug?'

With a simple look god makes the voice gone,
God leaves me alone to ponder until dawn.
At that time God wants to know what I think God should do
Because after all God is a loving god, who likes to have more than one view.

So I let the time pass by repeating it over in my mind
Hoping deep down in my gut there's something missing for me to find.
At morning when God rises and comes to me,
God tells me not to be nervous, but feel free
Free to say whatever without being declared mistaken.
With a deep breath I got ready to answer about what many would classify as the forsaken.

I simply sighed,
"Your word is trusting and divine,
I'm a simple angel, who's just used to making our wings shine,
so as this being the only thing more you've asked,
this being the most difficult thing I've tasked,
I decided heaven is a place for the forgiven in deed,
for the ones at heart who realize they're need, for you.
So with that being true,
I believe that the day he comes to heavens gates,
he will be forced to sit and wait,
but the second he sees your arms stretch out for a greeting hug,
that of course he'll realize there is room in heaven for a thug."

With a wink of the eye and wiggle of the nose
God simply agreed and chose,
For me to be this lost child's protection
To help show him god's light and affection.

It's now my duty to make sure he knows,
Just the way the story goes.
It doesn't matter who are, or how bad you do,
God will always love and forgive you.

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