Inmate Poetry “A Changed Man”

Alex M Woolner pg 2

Alex M Woolner pg 2

Alex M Woolner pg 1

Alex M Woolner pg 1

We are always blessed to receive letters, most especially ones that share poetry.

Please keep them coming!


Thank you, Alex for blessing us with your work. God bless and keep you, brother.


“A Changed Man”
By Alex M Woolner

How shall I tell my story, without it causing tears
Or share with you my sorrows, and my triumph over fears

My tale is not just mine you see, it’s owned by many men
Those deceived by strength of pride, who turned from God to sin

I hope that as you listen, you’ll recognize in me
A goodness that is possible, in all of those you see

It started very slowly, I listened to a sound
That whispered: “It’s okay to do it”, there is no one around

And as I followed pleasures, that subtle voice was there
To drown away my conscience, and soon I didn’t care

Oh! What a trap that had been laid, by him who seeks the dark
That devil of a prince, who always leaves his mark

That dark one then sits laughing, he cares not for my pain
Delighting in my misery, another soul to gain

He crafts, he lures, he tempts, he blinds, I see not his true face
Until it’s well beyond the start, of running in life’s race

I’m tired, I’m sore, I seek to rest, but now he drives me forth
Promising a grand reward while draining all I’m worth

At last I’m spent and without hope, and to my knees I fall
Somehow I hear a different voice, a quiet peaceful call

It beckons me to listen, then speaks to heart and mind
“Find rest all ye who weary, seek and ye shall find”

But blackness it surrounds me, I’m tainted by its touch
How can I be rescued, when I have done so much?

“Worry not” the voice replies, “for I have paid your debt”
How can this be? I ask myself, for have we not just met?

“I’ve known you long and sought you out, you are my long lost sheep
And I am thy Good Shepherd, that calls you to His keep

“Living water, Bread of life, partake of what I give
No thirst or hunger ye shall know, partake that you may live”

What must I do? What must I pay? To earn this offered gift
For even now I feel thy strength, the weight begins to lift

He tells me of His coming, and of His foretold birth
Planned by our heavenly Father, that sent Him to the earth

At all of this I marvel, but still know not His name
For I desire to share with all, this joy I must proclaim!

“Master” I ask “please share your name, that I may have your light”
“I am the truth, I am the way, my name is Jesus Christ

“I am the light and life of all, my well it runneth deep
Come unto me my precious son, no longer shall ye weep”

So now I live that I may share, and help my fellow man
I tell them of our Savior, and of our Father’s plan

The storm clouds they still gather, temptations do abound
But Christ is my protector, His shelter I have found

Peace, sweet peace I now enjoy, and I’ll do all I can
To follow my Redeemer, for He has changed this man

(Published by request and permission of the author. Copyright is reserved.)

One comment

Your thoughts are most welcome: Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.