God Don't Live Here Anymore (poem) by Felix LeRoy Perry on AuthorsDen

God Don't Live Here Anymore
by Felix LeRoy Perry → (All Poetry by Felix LeRoy Perry)
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It was not my neighbourhood as a note of inteterest but a military living quarters adjacent to it that is now shut down and fenced in to avoid vandals. However I did see all the things I wrote of including the boarded up church that really made me feel kind of sad that whole generations lifes had passed through there for so long.
*God Don't Live Here Anymore* I took a drive to my old neighborhood today Took a drive to revive forgotten memories Turns out the old neigbourhood is closed down Not much left but empty homes and old oak trees Still I drove around this ghostly village Saw the playground and the old ball field Seen the school and seen the skating rink Seen the place on Sundays where we'd kneel I stopped the car a moment, my heart skipped a beat To see boards covering the windows and the door A sign said "Keep out...no tresspassing!" It was the grafitti though, that hurt me to the core Below it on the weathered plywood was wrote God don't live here anymore!

Reviewed by Lois Christensen

Reviewed on September 16, 2008

My old neighborhood in growing up was near an air force housing development too. My Father had a store across from it. Now apartment complex is there and old housing units are long torn down.
It is nice to go back to the neighborhood though and my house where I was born is still there too. Nice memories were made in the past and need to be reunited with us at times. Keeps us going and realizing that God is in comtrol too in our lives.

Reviewed by Meredith Dixon (Reader)

Reviewed on January 27, 2006

So it's true that we can never really go home again? Yes, I have tried it and it's never the same but at least you did it. And you wrote about it for us to enjoy and reflect on our own memories of when we tried to go back home again. It's good that you start people thinking, feeling and remembering...........love from Meredith

Reviewed by J M (Reader)

Reviewed on January 25, 2006

This is so well expressed and sad Felix. Tanks for sharing this piece with us.

Reviewed by Suzie Palmer

Reviewed on January 24, 2006

Dearest Felix
God is Love, and Love certainly lives in you!!
Blessings to that!!
Suzie xoxoxoxxoxox :-)

Reviewed by Tinka Boukes

Deeply touched by this!

Love Tinka

Reviewed by Pamela garner (Reader)

God may not live in that old church any more but he lives on forever in the hearts of those how do believe. It is sad to see churches of all things closed and boarded up. But as long as the people believe in their heart then things will be okay.

Reviewed by June Thompson (Reader)

this is such a sad write

I seek out God from time to time... I too ran across an old hometown church only to find it boarded up minus the graffiti but still it hurt and saddened me to know that people throw such things out and away

Reviewed by Gwen Dickerson

Splendid, heartfelt rendering! Touched me, deeply!

Reviewed by Retta (Reindeer) Mckenzie

Ah, so very powerful, that last line is such a stark reality brutally displayed. Outstanding poetry.

Reindeer

Reviewed by George Carroll

A sad testament on our social ills.