Dear Lord

I must admit
I’m a repeat offender of confirming with the world
And not complying with my spirit
In these wrong -doings I’m constantly doing
In my drink, language, and thought

The gluttony
Being complacent in the phrase of
Eat, drink, and be merry
And it scares me to even think of what
The end result will be if doesn’t cease

The lust
constantly dwelling on what
I see physically and
What I’m thinking
Because so shall a man thinkth so shall he do
So just the thinking of laying my seed
Is just as bad as performing the deed

The language
Letting my tongue get the best of me
Letting the wrong muscle above my neck
Do the thinking for me
Not letting my cerebral process complete
Before speaking

So please forgive me for these sins of
Drinking
Wrongfully thinking
And speaking
Including all those that I
Have suppressed
But you yet still felt

So my prayers shall get
To your divine ear ducts.

And you shall hear these cautious thoughts I have

So lord please help me to stop
Constantly stumbling
In the process of walking with you

I’m having a hard time
Keeping my eyes focused on you
As I have those in my surroundings that are not of you

And the more I’m with them
The less I see you
The more they see me
And not you which lies within me

Wanting to be that beacon to those people
As I’m one of your children of light
But the light has dimmed overtime
Because the inner divine ultra-violet ray
That are meant to perform the task of displaying
The sins of those in my surroundings
That are hidden
Back in the deepest cravats of the cave of sins
That is their soul
But yet these sins can’t be told by me
One who is to represent a godly light bright
Because of the
Wrongs done by me
Which keep their sins dormant yet hidden

So first and foremost
Now I see
I have to work on me
Because I can’t be true to gospel I’m telling
If I’m sin to disrupt and corrupt me
To those who the gospel I’m to be displaying

Lord I must give you the opt must gratitude
For instilling this conviction in me
Forcefully pulling my lids back
Leaving me no choice but to see
The wrongs I kept myself ignorant of
But yet continued doing

But in the midst of this
I must commence on this walk
Truly repenting of these sins
So I shall keep them in only past tense

Amen


Terrence T. Carter