Luke 16:19-31 Poem

A couple of months ago in my college group (the tribe). We were asked to make a poem of any kind. The poem was suppose to be about the scripture we were given. Our group got Luke 16:19-31. So we tried to write it in a artistic way, but write clear so people could understand the message. We got into groups and started to brainstorm some words and lines. Overall I think we did a pretty good job. Here's the actually scripture read it then read our poem about it. The poem is written in the view of the rich man. Enjoy!

Luke 16:19-31
The Rich Man and Lazarus 19"There was a rich man who was dressed in purple and fine linen and lived in luxury every day. 20At his gate was laid a beggar named Lazarus, covered with sores 21and longing to eat what fell from the rich man's table. Even the dogs came and licked his sores.
22"The time came when the beggar died and the angels carried him to Abraham's side. The rich man also died and was buried. 23In hell,[a] where he was in torment, he looked up and saw Abraham far away, with Lazarus by his side. 24So he called to him, 'Father Abraham, have pity on me and send Lazarus to dip the tip of his finger in water and cool my tongue, because I am in agony in this fire.'
25"But Abraham replied, 'Son, remember that in your lifetime you received your good things, while Lazarus received bad things, but now he is comforted here and you are in agony. 26And besides all this, between us and you a great chasm has been fixed, so that those who want to go from here to you cannot, nor can anyone cross over from there to us.'
27"He answered, 'Then I beg you, father, send Lazarus to my father's house, 28for I have five brothers. Let him warn them, so that they will not also come to this place of torment.'
29"Abraham replied, 'They have Moses and the Prophets; let them listen to them.'
30" 'No, father Abraham,' he said, 'but if someone from the dead goes to them, they will repent.'
31"He said to him, 'If they do not listen to Moses and the Prophets, they will not be convinced even if someone rises from the dead.

Luke 16:19-31

Dressed in Purple I was
While Lazarus bleeds he has all he needs
We were both put to the rest
Thinking we had passed the test
Was not enough, boy was it tuff
To see what could have been
While Lazarus sat in peace
All I wanted was some relief
I can't put together my beliefs
In anguish I cried and fell
On my knees all over again
Realizing Lazarus demise
did not dictate his prize