Marathon Mile I Run

Marathon Mile I RUN As I stand here in the praise of the atmosphere; My God transposes me ” I stand” engages my spirit? Loafed and loaded I descend through a physical port; Caught up and captured I’m a new birth; Seed implanted transported fertilize egg; Imparting chemical changes I am; Human? Port of call, “I walk” now involved; In the christening of my new life; Bonded and bordering physical life; Encased in this flesh? Such a sin full mess; I run birth from spirit bone clay dirt and stone? Chosen? Filthy as a rag dirty and shameful! Was birth in sin-nature? Still I run shall this be my departure; Life here “I run” on this earth; Problematic ungrateful statue; Shall be my departure, spirit inside sinful flesh; Separated “I run” by DEATH, Pending if I been born again; Pending me asking for forgiveness; While in my shame; Did I call on His Name? Jesus Forgive me, Help me, Lord may I come back to heaven again? 12/21/18 2019 Poetry Marathon Mile 1 Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Mark Toney