Poem#122 is another poem in honor of my Friend who suddenly passed this week from a triple does of sickness all at once at the age of 55 I share to you about my friend in this poem.
Poem#121 Brother Under God
B.U.G. In Memory of Shawn Creager
8 ball corner pocket how my Brother Under God loved playing pool
We might not know much about playing pool, but we know the Love
Our Brother Under God had for the Love of Jesus & Loving His People
Learning to Love the simple things, Learning to Love Jesus every day
That’s Our Brother Under God, despite hitting the wrong ball in a pocket
The pains of Life wasn’t going to stop Our Brother Under God
When things got tough like playing pool gathering up the balls of life
Racking up for the next shot , next opportunity in living for Jesus Christ
Shalking up the cue-stick getting ready to take the shot of His Life
Brother Under God Loved His Family, Loved His Sons wanting no regrets
Life’s too short living in mistakes, missed opportunities to regret the past
Brother Under God Just wanting Them to know How much He Loved them
Now’s not the time to think what could have been done differently
Now’s the time to change how we think moving forward in Memory
Now that Brother Under God has traded in his walker, wheelchair
No longer is our Brother Under God laying in a bed in Pleasant Acres
No longer having to get up to put on a prosthetic leg if pain allowed
What was broken, has now been traded in for a New Body of Joy
Brother Under God like Peter I’m sure is talking the Ears off of Jesus
Like we should be doing, because Jesus loves it when we talk with Him
Playing pool singing Gospel songs with Jesus, can see Our Brother now
Poem#121 Brother Under God
B.U.G. In Memory of Shawn Creager
8 ball corner pocket how my Brother Under God loved playing pool
We might not know much about playing pool, but we know the Love
Our Brother Under God had for the Love of Jesus & Loving His People
Learning to Love the simple things, Learning to Love Jesus every day
That’s Our Brother Under God, despite hitting the wrong ball in a pocket
The pains of Life wasn’t going to stop Our Brother Under God
When things got tough like playing pool gathering up the balls of life
Racking up for the next shot , next opportunity in living for Jesus Christ
Shalking up the cue-stick getting ready to take the shot of His Life
Brother Under God Loved His Family, Loved His Sons wanting no regrets
Life’s too short living in mistakes, missed opportunities to regret the past
Brother Under God Just wanting Them to know How much He Loved them
Now’s not the time to think what could have been done differently
Now’s the time to change how we think moving forward in Memory
Now that Brother Under God has traded in his walker, wheelchair
No longer is our Brother Under God laying in a bed in Pleasant Acres
No longer having to get up to put on a prosthetic leg if pain allowed
What was broken, has now been traded in for a New Body of Joy
Brother Under God like Peter I’m sure is talking the Ears off of Jesus
Like we should be doing, because Jesus loves it when we talk with Him
Playing pool singing Gospel songs with Jesus, can see Our Brother now
