Youth Pastor (POEM - Trigger Alert)
Youth Pastor
David S Nicholson
Reaching for God.
Looking for an answer.
The fire in my heart.
A leader to look up to.
Alone in his house.
He shows me his gun.
He takes off his shirt.
I know what he wants.
I pretend it’s OK.
But it’s only because of who he is.
Then I run and I tell.
Next week in youth group they look at my strange.
One won’t look at me at all.
I turn away for many years.
I hate myself because of him.
I wanted to kill him.
I wanted to die.
Then I learned to forgive and the pain vanished.
David S Nicholson
Reaching for God.
Looking for an answer.
The fire in my heart.
A leader to look up to.
Alone in his house.
He shows me his gun.
He takes off his shirt.
I know what he wants.
I pretend it’s OK.
But it’s only because of who he is.
Then I run and I tell.
Next week in youth group they look at my strange.
One won’t look at me at all.
I turn away for many years.
I hate myself because of him.
I wanted to kill him.
I wanted to die.
Then I learned to forgive and the pain vanished.
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