The Single Thing I Need

Thinking about this scholarship there's only one thing that deserves my authorship, because there's no doubt that God is the one thing I can't live without, since I live with his sponsorship that reminds me of our daily partnership
and this is where I expand to show my partner's part in this heart that would rip apart if he decided to depart and wasn't a part in my part of this lifelong film, and many will disagree with this part but I love to think that entity that parted the red sea,
also loves me so much he pardons me of my sins, and pardon my frowardness but please don't be hardened to the garden of eden because the one who lives there fights like a spartan to be the stardom in your life as he bargains with the power he has over carbon as deserving your love because that's his ultimate target, and mark it in your mind that the only market God wants the whole margin in is love, and all this lyrical jargon
is garbage if you think his love is decoration to life like a garnish and don't see I'm saying it's the one garment you need to cover yourself with because it will never tarnish, and it will hold you up in life like a harness and the process of letting him harvest your heart is harmless and will take you out of any darkness, because knowing that through Jesus you get total forgiveness for the darkest darkness you can cause is why I need the Holy Spirit to inhabit this sinful carcass,
and I don't need to feel condemed of my evil habits becuase Jesus payed the price for the entire planet and I've been very elaborate with why I can't live without the one who made the sabbath,
but truthfully the answer is very simple and clear as crystal, which is that God will never let me be a single ready to mingle since he's given me a signal that no matter how much my life is a symbol of being sinful as I swindle and cripple another's life, Jesus's love will never dwindle and he will be right in the middle of every ripple with me, and even when I'm not acting civil and my soul deserves a bullet from a pistol, Jesus shows his love isn't fickle and picks me up and kindles the fire I have for him and reminds me of the riddle
that no matter how much I run from him he will chase down so I can feel his healing embrace and use my face to show his face to those who haven't experienced his overwhelming grace that will erase even the worst disgrace

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