…more of Bonnell’s poems

Blue

Where is my happiness? / Where comes this sorrow? / Where comes my bitterness?

Be gone tomorrow. / Where comes the sunshine, / Where comes the darkness?

Why do the flowers bloom, / Why do I feel such gloom? / Where does this river flow,

When does life really glow? / Where is the mountain? / It’s down in the hollow.

All these feelings, Lord, / Will be gone tomorrow.

Everybody’s the Same

As I lie here in my bed, I fluff the pillow under my head.  I try so hard for peaceful sleep, but all I can do is lie here and weep.  As I stare deep into the darkness, I cry out from sin for my forgiveness my eyes still flowing with tears.  Lord, I have so many fears There’s so many things I don’t understand.  Father, I need your helping hand.  I’ve had this pain for so very long,  I need someone to love and make me strong.  To you, Lord, this I give my heart, my soul and all my fears.  I know why I was so wrong,  I’ve been living my way just to long.

These Things I See

I see children starving in a famined land, no one to give them a helping hand.  I see beautiful flowers in all their glimmer, blooming in the dead of winter.  I see sister turning against brother, and daughter against mother. Today I see a war, tomorrow there’ll be more.  I see crime at a terrifying increase, and people crying for a moment of peace.  I see a man steal another’s wife, and the other take his life.  I see love being perverted and stained.  There is no honor, it is all a game.  I see money in every hand, But no food throughout the land.  I see the Bible as an open Book.  As I read, my body trembled and shook. These things I see are in the last days. Let’s not wait to change our ways.