My Callous Hands

sinbadthesailorman on Jul 22, 2010

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Poetry: A poem with Religious Content.

My callous hands work through out the day
They work continually trying to eek out a position in this old dirty world
In so doing they have become thick and rough and oh so tough
When young I was the world turned so slowly; my hands were ever so smooth
Never ever did I seem so lonely; I was easily relieved and received

But seasoning and wine have me serving time alone
I’ve callously turned my eyes away from my youthful dreams
Blistered my hands and my mind one might say
I have over worked them

My callous heart it beats precisely and only as it needs
For in younger days it fluttered and dance nearly flew
At every chance of romance it would beat
As natives’ drums would beat; that were on the path
Singled out from the war of love; now my heart willingly rests

It would not beat at all, if this tongue of mine
Could give up the chocolates and the sweets or the bitters and the wine
Dry, cracked, and scarred I fold these callous hands

On bended knees I plead, Father please, hear me
Dear Lord I am a broken man, please take me, as I am
If you can heal me once again, please do
Use me too, to do your deeds, use me please
For I need, to be needed, yes I do

Dear God in Heaven I am begging of you
Do not let me rot away, here in this dirty old world, today
At least not in this way, broken and torn

A pray I have written, on my calloused heart
Callously written by, my callous hands
I send my soul into your hands
Father

by
Sinbad the Sailor Man

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Bloom Again on Jul 31, 2010
Brokenness is a path you will find many brothers and sisters on. God has to do a deep work, just to get us to our knees in sincerity. I’m so glad He did. Enjoyed!
sinbadthesailorman on Jul 31, 2010
I am an old tired Soldier in God’s Army. For many a year now I have been silent and still. I have just been recently recalled to duty and I could not be Happier about that. Each day I grow a little stronger and a little wiser to what it is, I will and need to be doing in the coming days ahead. One night on your knees is worth 40yrs. of serious study. The Harder the horse is to break the more loyal that horse is even after four decades. You may still know how to ride that horse, but that horse is now gone and another of a different size, breed, or color is now what is to be ridden. Donnie/Sinbad the Sailor Man

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