a lamentation in free verse by a sinner begging alms
from God, writ on this very spot, without a single edit after.
He is Perfect.
Oh, I wish to ask of You, where were You
My God, where you were when I was in green fire
Of falsity, led astray by the Miami Mystic. You
Were not my savior there. Horror of my mind
And mott'ling flesh, rotting months in Doral West.
Oh God! I did lose my faith in You. Until just yesterday.
Spit out I was, from the d----'s maw. I left her kinder *
There as well: those lost souls, of which I was
One once. No more!
Where have You been?
Dear Jesus I am !
Home!
______________________________
P.P.
deprogrammed by God's will!
*high German for urchins or children or kids but not goats.
from God, writ on this very spot, without a single edit after.
He is Perfect.
Oh, I wish to ask of You, where were You
My God, where you were when I was in green fire
Of falsity, led astray by the Miami Mystic. You
Were not my savior there. Horror of my mind
And mott'ling flesh, rotting months in Doral West.
Oh God! I did lose my faith in You. Until just yesterday.
Spit out I was, from the d----'s maw. I left her kinder *
There as well: those lost souls, of which I was
One once. No more!
Where have You been?
Dear Jesus I am !
Home!
______________________________
P.P.
deprogrammed by God's will!
*high German for urchins or children or kids but not goats.
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