Not my purity
No,my heart’s been led astray
But my spirit is here
At thy feet with nothing left aback
I’m here
I’m all I am not because I am
I became ,first willfully then unwilling
Human, flesh and blood often hungered to be fed
And this,the first I learnt to feed
Such with a satisfaction that ended after digestion..
I was not taught early the spirit hungers too
First to feel the pain,and merriment but had no words to yell out
So lost I got
Far into the deep
Where corrupted I became
Till the master came
I decayed, although within ,often a tinge there was
I felt
Tis my spirit calling
Someone knew, more than I did
More of where I needed to be and with whom
More of what I could feed on and be satisfied
I wanted to be called too,known
The ocean sank me when I tried to meet you
The crowd I struggled to beat for a miracle
Such great debt I owed
They all knew,for my sins clothed me pretty and wretched
Still you looked on me
Beyond me,
Now let me be
Here,
Where lay my tears and joy
My filth and glory
As my spirit is led without borders
Your love my love with will live on…
🌹Peace and love as you read.
By Peace Johnson
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