All I Have To Offer
By Kenneth L. Wells, Jr.
Broken into a thousand pieces is my heart made of glass.
Shattered, with no regard to the pain.
Seared into the leftover fragments.
No one cares or even notices.
This is all I have to offer.
Can you repair the damage that’s been done?
Can you mend the pieces that are broken?
Can you put my glass heart back together again?
Loveless for so long.
Hopeless beyond recognition.
Mourning the losses of a lifetime.
Please take my humble offering.
You say it’s damaged, but you can fix it.
You say it’s broken, but you can make it whole again.
You say it’s not much, but it’s enough.
Lord, this is all I have to offer.
The pieces of my broken glass heart,
That’s been broken, shattered, and trampled on.
That’s been without love, hope or gladness.
I give it all to You, Almighty, powerful King.
So Lord, I’m trusting You again.
Only You can make me whole again.
Only You can mend my brokenness.
Only You can fill me with love and joy!!
A Letter
By Kenneth L. Wells, Jr.
You truly will never know what a letter can mean
Until you’ve been where I am or seen what I’ve seen.
I’m confined to a world behind four (4) walls,
Where no one can see me, and I receive no calls.
Often I sleep; awakened – alarmed!
Thinking my family, loved ones or friends may be harmed.
I quickly thank my God for giving me love and a sense of peace –
Thank God again! – It’s just a dream – as I come to my senses
I look out my “window” and still see the fences!
I make it, somehow, throughout the day;
Quiet prayer to be heard – awaiting mail call;
But “none for me”, they say.
When nobody writes, times seem really hard;
Not a letter, a note, or even a card.
Looking for a little word or two to say,
“Everything’s okay”.
A few small words to ease my mind,
Kind words, well wishes – just knowing you’re there –
Anything to show that you care!
Yet still I fall to my knees night and day,
Praying to my God that you will remember me one day.
You will never know what a letter can mean
Until you’ve been where I’ve been;
Or seen what I’ve seen.
I Am Not A Prisoner Any More
By Kenneth L. Wells, Jr.
God has blessed me with his grace,
Brought me from the depths of hell to this place.
From a place full of anger, fear, and hate
He gave me a mission inside these gates.
Love, faith, and hope, I’m honor bound
To spread His word within these prison grounds.
Even behind these concrete walls
He loves and forgives all who call…
Repent, Kenneth, and sin no more
Jesus has opened the door.
He has paid for our sins upon Calvary;
Our Savior has died to set us free…
On the third day it was said “He is risen”;
That’s the day he freed me from my own prison!
My slate wiped clean, all charges dismissed
Because he loves me, He did all this…
I am a free man within these walls
For Jesus knocked, and I answered the call.
Spread the word, Kenneth, repent, and sin no more
I am not a prisoner anymore!
You Are
By Kenneth L. Wells, Jr.
My mother always told me
God doesn’t make junk.
Now that I know you
I understand what she meant.
You are my best friend…
You are my brother.
At the end of the day
You are the reason,
Even when no one else is.
You are Jesus Christ.
You had my heart.
My Lord, my king,
My everything, you are!
Darkness to Day
By Kenneth L. Wells, Jr.
It’s dark here, Lord and I felt so alone.
You showed me the light; helped me find my way home.
Night fell so quickly, and I lost my way.
You brought light to my life, turned my night into day.
Had time on my hands, so the devil walked right in.
Pulled on my shirt sleeve, turned my life into sin.
You showed me the light, made my pain go away.
This I pray for – turn my light into day.
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