What am I?

I used to be really into poetry, but gave it up after a while here is my foray back into it.


What Am I?
 A man without a home
a place that is empty where only me and Jesus roam
I'm too far left to be claimed by the right
and too far right for the left to say alright
I believe in saving babies
and that murderers can redeemed by grace
that I can be passionate about issues
without getting in your face
So why am I homeless
despite having my church
Because I live in the gray
and I make it work
My house sits near the middle
not the far left or the far right
I have no interest in the fight
that will continue until our church splinters
with all of it's might

I believe in change
but not just for the sake of doing it
I believe that grace helps us through suffering
because I've been through it
What am I then?
A man without a home
Not conservative or progressive enough
to avoid being stoned
What I am
is a man with a plan
and hope among all hopes
to draw folks back to the middle
to let God redeem what has broke
so we look more like the church
and less like politicians in empty suits
and a tree that is dying begins to grow
and bear fruit.