Created with so little good
I reconciled with what I’m not
The good I once misunderstood
I chase because I haven’t got
The tiny good I had at birth
My fleshly “tent” could not contain
I’ve little value on this earth
Unless what’s good I might regain
There now resides a pain within
Not physically, but of the “heart”
What’s good reveals the pain as sin
This sin a force that pulls apart
The once held fast mistakes I made
Though I embraced, I now repent
What’s Good now offers me in trade
A “mansion” for my battered “tent”
I understand now why and how
It’s not by works I’m justified
Sins past and future, pardoned now
As once again there’s Good inside
About the Creator
Earl W. Pearl
I’ve been writing poetry (rhyming mostly) since about 2014 and have recently transitioned to writing novels and short stories. My poetry genres are faith, humor, social issues, politics, pretty much any subject matter.
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Amen!!!
I'm not sure I get what you really mean (sorry, slow day), but it was a wonderfully written poem, Earl.
Beautiful thoughts!