Promises

But you promised that you would satisfy me 

And in the corners of my mind I have the theology

To debunk all your purposes and schemes

But like the times when I fight in my dreams

I can't raise my fits as you insist

On my will and my desire

Like ice trying to freeze fire

I melt

And the feeling I've felt for oh so long

After tasting the poison of choosing wrong

and being constrained to this body of death

"Oh God, smell the remorse in my breath

Is it a sweet aroma or bitter," I utter

Knowing it smells of an impovershed gutter

But you promised that it would have worth

To spend and be spent and eat of the earth

and I find in myself alluring pleasures

From sunken ships and buried treasure

Yet, eaten by bacteria as I one day will be

I write the book of my own history

and as I take turns for the worse

I taste only dirt

As the flesh provides food 

So the stomach will flirt

Oh Sin you promised

and every day you fall short

You are a strong army without the cohort

And I am a fool listening to a snake

Who will one day be thrown into the feiry lake

Oh that my ears would hear much more

Hear the One who I am to adore

"Oh God, You have spoken

And I have faltered

Were it not Your Son,

I would take the altar 

Altered by wrath forever and ever

Hell would be a cancer within and around never to sever

And there is no Chemo for wrath

That is the sinner's only path

So God, rip me from my sin 

Like a Father keeping his children from the street they were in

I agree right here and now

You are right

And I need Your power

If I ever am to truly change

And be to the flesh, distant and strange

Be my affections oh king of the earth, 

Grow me from the second birth."

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