The evil side of Camelot - a poem of change
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.
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
