3/26 Poem: Mess. I? Ah!


The reason I need a Messiah
Is because of the, quote, “Mess I Are”
It feels like I’m fighting a hydra
My striving will not get me far

The follies and hate all around us
Just mirror my wounding within
If I’m to align with God’s purpose
I first must be freed of MY sin

Lord, cleanse me with Your burning fire
Teach me to humble my knee
For when my face sees Your Messiah
I die to my Self, and live free

Today I will not shrink / From being shrunk

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