I'll take my persecution comfortable
please.
As long as it stays over there
It can happen; I don't care.
I'm quite happy to pray
As long as it doesn't come my way.
But if it has to be
Lord, here's how to do it for me:
Kill me quickly; Kill me dead
Why don't you shoot me in the head?
I have no drive
to be burned alive
Crucifixion's not my style
I think stake-burning rather vile
I really don't prefer
a prison inter –
Or burning, or starving
or freezing, or carving
Chopping or sawing
Animals gnawing
Stabbing, impaling
limbless and wailing
Drowning and pleading
dismembered and bleeding
De-toed or de-eyed
Ripped hair, or deep fried
Boiled, roasted, or seared –
How about just weird?
Please, just shoot me dead
or poison me instead.
Lord, I'm in the ring
but torture isn't my thing.
Converts killed in front of my face
living with mockery and disgrace
Watching my spouse and children
beaten, slaughtered, sold at auction
Raped, made slaves,
trained in evil ways
Disposable moms
future walking bombs
This isn't what I signed up for
when I accepted you as Lord
Oh Lord – One small exception I'll
make.
Some short prison sentence I'll take.
I need to do some writing anyway
so that they'll remember me someday.
Then – Kill me quickly; kill me dead.
Why don't you shoot me in the head?
I'll take my persecution comfortable
please.
Say friend,
How much do you love Jesus?
© 2009 David W. Lorimer
