Christian Poetry

Sketch by Graham Naylor

Published in Never Alone, June 1990.


I like steeples of old churches,
With their lines of grace and beauty;
Which spoke to men in days of old
Of devotion to God and duty.

It saddens me that in the city today
It is so hard to find a steeple;
They are crowded out by a concrete mass
That reflects the hearts of Its people.

For cold and hard are the hearts of men
Like the marble and stone they need
To fashion the temples to house their gold,
And their gods of commerce and greed.

May the prayers of the city rise upward once more
To Heaven, like the cross on the steeple;
And the fear of God and the love of man
Dwell once more in the hearts of its people.