Dirt - Y Poems Or Pray Dirty

We all have grovelled before men No matter how proud, how often we won: Few have not begged God for anything, ever! I have grovelled & prayed dirty to EL ELYON: Most High And humanity (we have a word here, UBUNTU) as I cried When my foes found favor that Jesus 'promised' me II I ACCUSED GOD & JESUS IF UNFAITHFULNESS almost retracting, repenting in minutes But sure, I pray dirty sometimes Even as I find a garden to dirty my hands For becoming one with "dirt-y" Earth, changes dirt And hurt THROUGH ANYTHING one is grateful for III Pray dirty dear Heart, if you have no help Jesus runs the Universe, with Skin on He got dirty on earth, too, never filthy He can take abuse: crucifixion is no picnic And is right on time, to the second, in rescuing me