I raise my hand

“I raise my hand” was a difficult one to write.  Here are the second and third stanzas:

we sang Just As I Am

the preacher said, “all heads bow, all eyes close”

asked for sinners to raise hands for prayer

I didn’t want to raise mine

I worried somebody would peek

and know

I’m a sinner

 

but I was afraid to not raise it

because the preacher said

that if a sinner left

had an accident

and died

the sinner’d be lost

forever

© 2 March 2019

Cindy B. Stevens

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