"I was in prison and you visited me" - Matthew 25:36
A soul confined by bars and bands
Cries, help! O help!
And wrings her hands.
Blinded her eyes, bleeding her breast,
Nor pardon finds, nor balm of rest.
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This is a verse of a poem entitled
“The Singer in the Prison” by the famous
author Walt Whitman(1819-1892).
Obviously he had some insight
into the prison system in the
1800’s with these poignant words.
Mr. Whitman would be in shock to
know that the prison system today is
not that different from 150+ years
ago.
The short introductory verse
says:
O sight of pity, shame and dole!
A fearful thought—a convict soul.
Why do you go into the prison to try
to help those women/men who are there
because they committed a crime
against society and they deserve to be
there?
What do you think you can do
for them? Do you think you can do
them any good?
When they get out
they’ll be right back in there for sure,
wait and see….once a convict, always
a convict.
I’ve heard people sharing
the same sentiments.
People
don’t understand the feelings God
places on your heart when you make
the decision to work for HIM
in Prison Ministry
or a position you can be involved to witness.
My answer is ultimately,
“God Loves Them and So Do
I”. Maybe for effect I’ll add,
“They ARE paying their debt
to society and
they deserve a second chance. God IS a
God of second
chances.”
Labels: Poems
posted by whponline @ 6:19 AM
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