Poetry By JJ Johnson
“ ‘Behold the frozen throne
Are you prepared for his the King’s return?’
A drunk man slurred out of his mouth.
I had so many questions
But all I could say was
When I wrote these words
2 people appeared:
A man and a woman.
-Could tell they were not native-
They started conversation:
“Any new updates about centennial we should know about?”
I don’t know. I have been so lost in my studies I am unaware of whats happening outside
I lied…. told them Im a transfer and have no clue.
But they were honest.
These 2 strangers filled in their silhouettes with different colors:
matrimony, evangelist, turkey hunters, florists.
“Can we pray over you?” They asked.
“Yes… for strength” I Said.
This led to a conversation about God,
My relationship with him,
My Journey to find him.
I tried to work
but I had so many questions…
All I could say was