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NaPoWriMo Day 7 prompt is to write a poem in which each line except the last takes the form of a single, declarative sentence. Then, the final line should take the form of a question.

Your Choice

In an incredible place we exist.
In evil we persist.
In our right to life we insist.
Our crime against life is the longest list.

Now, in evil the world is gripped.
From the good life we have slipped.
Our morals have been shipped.
We need to be re-equipped.

We must seek to improve behaviour.
The outlook couldn’t be graver.
In life we must be braver.
We clearly need a saviour.

Many people doubt it.
And, many people shout it.
Various people tout it.
Too many do nothing about it.

We must stop to brawl.
The people must stand tall.
Jesus wants us all.
Will you answer the call?

Have you ever wished you’d stopped talking about five minutes before you  actually did?

Because I’ve been there myself, I want to help protect you from saying potentially  embarrassing or hurtful things. And I’ve prepared a list of six warning signs to  let you know when it’s time to stop  talking.

Sign 1: You’re Complaining,  Not Explaining

There’s a subtle difference. Explaining is simply telling someone about  your situation. Complaining is when you have an attitude that says “I’m being  inconvenienced.” (See Philippians 2:14-15.)

There will be times when keeping quiet in order to avoid complaining  seems so hard you almost can’t stand it. But God will always give you the grace  to do it. And if we ever want to arrive at our Promised Land, we need to stop  complaining about the way God’s getting us there.

Sign 2: You’re Criticizing  Somebody

Picture this. Someone says…

Grace is the preface to the eternal resting-place of the human-race
The place where you change pace
Leave the rat-race and rainbow-chase
Enter that God given, God powered space
Take your birthplace and warm your pale-face

Grace is the type-face of God’s MySpace
The product of His marketplace
The sound of His double-base
Playing notes in Heaven’s showplace
Given airspace, everyplace by Him through time-and-space

Grace is the interface between us and God through Jesus Christ’s Embrace
The love-lace that ties us to Him and shows His face
That gives head-space to people from everyplace
The remedy that clears disgrace in every case
It’s the love of God for His people and the name of His workplace

Grace is the very one-horse-race in the divine People-chase
Where God will always outpace and deface
The bare-face lies in sub-space
And retrace the crawlspace of the human-case
And show that the truth…

What is a man?
Someone who searches for hope, or someone without a plan?
Who meets the cost?
Someone who asks to be found, or someone who never found out he was lost?
Who makes it through?
Someone who can laugh at himself, or someone whos fear rules his view?
Who gets direction?
Someone who opens the door, or someone who avoids the question?
Who takes the chance?
Someone who wants to be free, or someone who’s lost in a world induced trance?
One last thing…..
Can you look at life and see God, or do you look at everything and see nothing?