By Steven Searcy
Of course you will be
Christ was a coward,
cold and uncaring,
a loner, a lush,
soft, and strange,
a small, stupid man,
a meaningless martyr.
What are you?
Steven Searcy lives with his wife and three sons in Atlanta, Georgia, where he earns a living working as an engineer in fibre optic telecommunications. His poetry has been published in
Ekstasis Magazine, Reformed Journal, Fathom Magazine and The Clayjar Review.
Steven's other work on Foreshadow:
Morning Prayer (Poetry, August 2022)
Do What Cannot Be Left Undone (Poetry, September 2022)
Being (Poetry, October 2022)
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