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
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