Khmer New Year Poem

This is a poem I wrote about the night of Khmer New Year in Cambodia. I am not a poet by any means, but this is how it flowed out of me. Please Enjoy!

 

It was the night before Khmer New Year and all through the house…

Every creature was stirring, most likely 6 mouse(s).

 All the tired World Racers were snug in the bed,

with visions of North America flowing throughout there head.

 

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Then all of a sudden arose such a clatter,

David woke up to see what was the matter.
A SCORPION IS ON MY NECK! Courtney did yell.

for the Lord was telling me something, I needed to act. 
I saw racer Danny (Stinson) outside of the door,
He was praying on knees, with face down to the floor.
I felt urge to go join him, but I was forced to my bed,
with hands around my neck, it was a demon that said.
“Stay here, and relax, no need to get up.

I tried to cry out, a weak voice from within,

And as quick as it started, the vision had gone.
I thank God for this trial, the ringing of alarm.
For we fight not the flesh in the world we do live,
But the spiritual forces, who do nothing but give.
They give fear, they give strife

Jesus brings life, because He died on the cross
Took on all of our sin, but all was not loss.
By admitting, believing, confessing in Him.

Trust when I say that it’s not always smooth sailing,
But with God up above doing the bailing.
The bailing of the junk that crams up our life,
The bailing of junk that follows a road to strife.