The Poetry Challenge

  While attending a public High School, I was required to write a couple of poems based on certain formats and formulae. It was an interesting challenge that resulted in a poem that somewhat took me by surprise. The requirement was that everyone write their poems beginning with one exact phrase, "By the pricking of my thumbs, something wicked this way comes...". As you can imagine this was quite the challenge. Now, something-teen years later I've revisited the poem. I've made no changes in order to preserve it in its original form.So, without further ado:

Something Wicked

By  the pricking of my thumbs,

something wicked this way comes.

However, I know a greater power.

He keeps me from all that is sour.

His favor protects me as a shield,

keeping me from all evil in the field.

For we do not wage against the things of this world

but use the powerful weaponry of His Word.

He is the holy rock upon which I stand,

the only eternal King of kings in all lands.

What is wickedness with Jesus by my side?

For no demonic power can hide.

A light I have been given

to expose all evil within.

In me? Yes and others too, for I have been called.

A destined purpose with my name on it, large or small...

The Lord has taught me something in a different rhythm,

Henceforth, this is the way I do see Him:

The Word of God directing

Us, the body of Christ, His Bride.

The Lord who is always by our side,

always has, does and will keep us singing

His worship that is continually ringing.

The one who we never have to find

for there is none other exactly of His kind.

Because Jesus is the ultimate being.

He embraces us in His true love,

never forsaking those who seek Him.

I will forever remain confident in His Spirit.

The Word searching drowned hearts as a dove.

Always able to catch a free whim

of revelation in relationship, through salvation.

That's it!!