Days of Rage (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
In the tumult in the streets, the squares days of rage of anguish we will find them there The angry ...
Raymond A. Foss Poems on Hell (19 Poems)
When we stray from that path (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The sheep lost, wandering when we stray from the path estranged from our God going our own way Life without ...
Stand Resolute (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
On the rock of Christ wearing the armor of God Stand resolute firm against the storm the powers of hell ...
Bound for Punishment (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Until we fell on our knees until we changed our path baptized in Christ redeemed by His blood Bound for ...
Children of Abraham (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The children of Abraham for you and me these are who Christ came for to redeem us from death the ...
Too Late – 2 (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
After we are dead sitting in the grave our spirits going where the judgment calls too late to change our ...
Too Late (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Change before it is too late before our eyes are opened in hell like the rich man in agony raging ...
Adorned in His Finery (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The story of the rich man sitting in luxury the beggar outside his door hurting, needing help Adored in his ...
Well-dressed in Hell (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The rich man at the end of his days ignoring the needs of his fellows sitting well-dressed in Hell the ...
Our Trust Misplaced (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Would that we were like the rich man at the end of our days sitting pitiful in our finery surrounded ...
September 11 (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
So mindful present in my thoughts this morning that transfixing moment the towers falling our gasps, holding our breath not ...
Calvary (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Christ became the sacrifice Almighty God is he Letting himself be humbled Victorious on the third day Ascending to his ...
Within the maw of the oven (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Like looking inside a Faberge Like a living foundry of Hell the maw of the oven glowing orange and red ...
What He Did for Me (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Coming to this earth walking as a man going to the cross humbly, a servant judged for my sin dying ...
Fealty to our wealth (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
An unholy altar, an idol of rust craven gods, that will turn to dust worshipping our possessions fealty to our ...
Cemetery Stones (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Tactile memories in the cemetery stones visual reflections of the times the ages in which the country knew imagery of ...
Neighbors to Hell (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
They were clustered together standing apart the ones who were there on the scene not by choice the ones who ...
My Memo 1 Sucks (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Wow, I found a thesis sentence In my title above. A clear and concise position I can support Here, there, ...
Toxic Gumbo (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
I see the pain on their face The water all over the place It is terrible to see I ache ...