Poetry

Is The Church Woke

by Jacob Hawkins 
03/29/21
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I wonder if, the church is woke.
I'm not kidding, this ain't a joke
I wonder if, the church is awake.

Can’t you hear, the Heavens quake.
The trumpet, will soon sound.
It’s time for all to repent, and turn around.
Jesus loves us all; this is true.
But he is hurt, by the things we do.
The church has been silent, for far too long.
I won’t offend, is the name of our song.

And sometimes we become too secluded.
Call me crazy or deluded.
We separate ourselves from people instead of our idols
We must change if we want revival.

I don’t believe, in being mean.
But I also don’t believe, in being obscene.
A man has no right, in a woman’s bathroom 
You can feel the atmosphere of the world, it is gloom.

People are offended, by Pepe La Pew
But not what our world, is turning into.
They’re telling Mr. potato head, it’s wrong to be a mister.
They’re telling the Misses, its wrong to be a sister.

There’s 2.78 million covid deaths world wide.
But over a billion innocent babies, lives have been denied.
By pill, or by vacuum
They say the world is overpopulated, but we can make room.

A child shouldn’t be allowed, to change their own sex.
My oh my, how our world is vexed.
Can’t you see the tension, between black and white?
But Jesus is on His way; He’ll make it alright.

The trump shall sound, and He shall call His people home.
No longer shall we be wanders, no longer shall we roam.