naysayers say it can’t be done
i disagree
slay those dragons
fight those demons
put on the armor of the man, jesus
just to say
he’s my stay
without him i’m lost, tossed upon billowing seas
he’s my stand
so very grand
not your everyday christian
preferring ‘Jesus freak’
without him I’m loose sand
just a crazy old man who takes no stand
falling through thin cracks
into oblivion
with him my days are filled with a life felt and filled with emotion
representation of a life saved by one greater than myself
Published by Barefoot Cajun
Barefoot Cajun lives on the Cajun Prairie in South Louisiana with his husband, farm cats, some chickens, dogs, gardens, among a host of other living creatures and interesting artifacts.
He writes daily, mostly about L’anse Faquetaigue, (Turkey Hen) Area. Barefoot Cajun writes Haiku, free verse poetry, short stories, and flash fiction. He journals and writes essays.
Barefoot Cajun is a foodie, specializing in Cajun cuisine and Cajun fusion.
Living upon the South Louisiana Prairie, he enjoys the intergenerational living lifestyle with a host of family and friends of all ages from birth to seniors.
Laissez les bon temps rouler (let the good times roll) lol
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