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May 10, 2011

Coconuts 5-10-11


God made every coconut -
and each day many fall.
There's many 'round about us but,
they never heard His call,

and...
God is ignored.

Walking through a park one day, I
willed not to succumb...
to be a coconut that lacked a speck,
of any Godly wisdom,

but...
God was ignored.

I bent down and picked one up -
much heavier than thought,
(just like the burdens on our backs,
when we are overwrought)

and...
God was ignored.

Still holding that old coconut -
my conscious thoughts had blurred.
As I walked out upon a pier,
I wished God could be heard,

but...
God was ignored.

I wondered just how big of splash
that coconut could make -
so then in fervor, threw that nut -
a great splash in the lake,

and...
God was ignored.

My feet got wet, I shook my head -
and quickly walked away.
It seems as though the world wins.
What more can my God say?

and...
God was ignored.

Curiously, I looked back.
As if it had been gloating,
there bobbing on the little waves,
the coconut was floating.

and...
God was ignored.

Throughout this world, the zombies walk -
in sinful, futile ruts -
and burdens weigh on shoulders as
their hard old coconuts,

and...
God is ignored.

God alone redeems the nut,
and let me tell you what -
that I was just like all the rest -
a stubborn coconut...

but no longer...
was God ignored.

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