can i win


they say I'm a loser, i say I'm anomalistic.

optimistic, perhaps wise to the things of the spirit.

cannibalistic maybe, i eat the flesh of my savior.

but man does not live by bread alone,

thus this flesh i speak of is a spiritual meat.

a spiritual meat we should all partake of, worthily.

so if i eat, am I not worthy, or am i guilty of his death.

no i have put on Christ, thus i have been buried with him,

ensuring that i will be in the likeliness of his resurrection.

making me irregular, not regular, nor unworthy , but worthy.

i cannot lose, i can win


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