Born to Die

( By Jan Phillips )

Long ago in times gone by
A child was born just like I,
But he was special and people came
To worship him just the same.

He was born just to die
To save people like you and I,
He gave us a chance to live
He had so much to give.

He grew from a child into a man
That was part of God’s plan
He was perfect while He was here
the price He paid was so dear.

When He died upon that cross
It was a really great loss
But we reaped the benefit
If we would only repent.

Three men died on that cross
Two were saved,one was lost.
The third man lost his soul
Where it now burns in a deep hellhole.

One man went to paradise that day
Because he asked to be that way,
The other man rose to live again
so now a whole other life began.

Now we have a choice to make
as long as we are not a fake,
We can go to either Heaven or hell
But only God and time will tell.

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About Jan P

I was born and raised and still live in the great state of Oklahoma in the U.S.A. I live in Oklahoma City and have lived her for over 40 years. Came from a small town in eastern Oklahoma. I was raised on a farm as my daddy was a sharecropper. I worked for the Department of Defense for over 30 years. I am now retired and trying to catch up on all the things I didn't get to do when I worked. I have written poetry for many years, but only recently started writing more since I have found a place where others can enjoy reading it as much as I enjoy writing it.

1 thought on “Born to Die

  1. Louis Kasatkin

    Generally well constructed,although there are some minor editorial points;re:-“but”,”and”,”so”, ought to be used sparingly as you will note from the seamless excisions.The rhyming scheme seemed to hold up okay except in the third last verse,where I feel it it was a bit of a stretch to match “soul”.

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