The evil side of Camelot - a poem of change

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This is an imaginary story about a nun who takes the gospel into the darkest streets of her city. She boldly enters the heart of gang territory with nothing but her faith, her Bible and the power of God. The verses in italic are the thoughts of the gang leader as he watches her enter his territory.

This story is also what I wanted my story to be. Ever since I was a teenager, I wanted to be like this woman. I didn't want to be a nun, but she does what I wanted to do for God. I have come to believe that he has another battle for me to fight and this will never be who I become.

But somewhere out there is someone else, who fills the shoes that aren't for me. And if that person ever stumbles across my poem, I hope it encourages them and reminds them that they are not alone.


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She walked the streets of Camelot


Darkness all around


King Arthur may sit at his table


But here is where evil is found


. . . I stood across the street


. . . Finger on the trigger


. . . Waiting to see


. . . Who challenges me?


The eyes in the shadows were watching her


Lying in wait to ensnare


They wondered what she was doing here


Daring to breathe their fowl air

..........



A light seemed to shine all around her


The darkness was somewhat confused


She felt their uneasiness of her


It made her feel slightly amused


. . . Her boldness surprised me


. . . Her courage was rare


. . . Her audacity bought her


. . . More time to live


To enter this world uninvited


Where evil has the last word


Is something that few would consider


Survival rarely occurred


.............


But here she came unafraid and unarmed


And from what they could tell, all alone


They couldn't see the angels around her


Warriors protecting their own


. . . She made me curious


. . . I wanted to see


. . . Why was she here


. . .And what did she know



They knew she was different from all of them


There was something they didn’t understand


The love that she brought was a weapon


The Bible, a sword in her hand


............


As she spoke the very ground trembled


Their walls all came crashing down


They felt so exposed and so vulnerable


They fell, their face to the ground


. . . What’s happening to me


. . . Am I weak? Am I strong?


. . .She’s turning my world upside down


They rattled the chains of their agony


The sins that enslaved them all


They knew they were trapped by their choices


They had come so far down in their fall


..............


But her eyes looked on with compassion


Her smile promised them hope


Her words rung with truth and conviction


Their doubts blew away just like smoke


. . . My eyes were open


. . . My guilt, my shame


. . . Could she really set me free?


She set up her table before them


And fed them all from the Word


She quenched their thirst with the Spirit


It was the best thing that they’d ever heard


..........


Now Christ lives within all of them


And darkness has had to flee


Now you can walk down these streets unafraid


. Because of the change in me




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Isaac White 3 years ago from Welcome to my beautiful world, where magic is no longer a myth.

what a twist, loved the poem, very impressive.

I. White


newenglandsun 3 years ago

It was a beautiful poem but I must ask as to how the Bible/the individual reading it to the people can be the source of all this change if it can be interpreted in so many ways.


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April Reynolds 3 years ago from Arizona Author

Thank you Isaac, I am glad you liked my poem. It was fun to write.


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April Reynolds 3 years ago from Arizona Author

hi newengland! Thank you for reading my poem. The girl in the story is the catalyst or tool for the change. Through the Bible, she introduces the gang members to God, who changes their lives.

When I was getting ready to get married, I remember telling someone that I was thankful to the friend who introduced my husband and I for changing my life. This is the perspective reflected in my story.


newenglandsun 3 years ago

Sorry, this is like so nosy of me but I was curious.

How old are you and how did you come to faith in God?


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April Reynolds 3 years ago from Arizona Author

Hi Newengland! I am as old as Moses was when he fled Egypt to live in Midian. :)

I gave my heart to Jesus in preschool. When I became a teenager and was trying to decide what to do with my life, I told God I would do whatever he wanted. As is typical with teens, I became hard hearted and cold. I enjoyed manipulating people and found it easy to do. God convicted me and I saw the dangers of where my life was heading. When I realized this was not what he wanted from me, I asked him to change me. And he did. In high school I was fortunate enough to have a youth pastor who taught us how to study the bible on our own and encouraged us to get to know God in a more personal way. God had always been an active part of my life and I wanted to know everything I could about him. I started taking the Bible classes that the local college offered to high school students for free. My whole life has been about getting to know God better and choosing to do what he wants me to do instead of what I would want. (Although sometimes I have put my foot down and insisted on my own way. Then I find out the hard way why his plan was better)

I guess thats the long way to say that although I came to faith as a child, I see it as an ongoing commitment to allowing him to be Lord of my life. My faith is growing continually.


newenglandsun 3 years ago

I'm half of Moses's age when he left Egypt for Midian. I had a pastor that told us to read the Bible as well but it was when I started thinking more seriously on some of the issues that I decided to really study it. It was at this point that I guess I became a "heretic" in that I really couldn't acknowledge many things they believed. It was at this point I figured that I should just stop trying and gave up.

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