Were I cast out to sea, adrift…in a small boat,
Floating…gliding up and down over diamond-head swells;
Bathing under a star soaked sky,
Will I be seen by God?
~
Were I crawling, dirty…clothes worn ragged,
Parched…flesh burning, blistered and bleeding;
Boiled under a hellish sun,
Will I be saved by God?
~
Were I bedridden, covered in sores…begging for death,
Terminal…no hope, living in utter despair;
A slave to this mortal body,
Will I be spared by God?
~
Were I to pass…peacefully or in torment,
Eyes closed…draped in white as I was at birth;
No more a victim to my earthly form,
Will I be welcomed by God?
~
For all the wrongs I’ve done, all the sins I have notched,
The list is long, written in stone, my autobiography;
My claim on humanity not unlike others,
Will I be forgiven by God?
~
Will I be seen…
Will I be saved…
Will I be spared…
Will I be welcomed…
Will I be forgiven…
By God?
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Dom DiFrancesco 
Powerful.
Thank you very much sir.
Very nice…felt like I was there!
I very glad, thank you so much.
I really like this poem, particularly due to the use of God as it adds great depth and emotion and the question at the end is so powerful. Also, thank you for dropping by my blog – I really appreciate it!
I so glad that you liked it, I write about God and various other forms of spirituality quite frequently. It was my pleasure to read your blog and thank you for stopping by and reading mine. I appreciate it very much.
these are tough questions – yes, I agree with WB – very powerful. I do not believe we will ever know the answer, until we reach our end.
That is for sure, although I certainly am not trying rush into finding out…I kind of like it here. :)
Powerfully aching and pleading —
Great poem Dom
Thank you Jen, I really enjoyed writing this one. :)