Relasp

Sin has flogged me Sin has flogged me So badly I consider my pain a norm And not long for cleansing Am emensed in my blood I look filthy I am filthy So I think is life For I delight in sin With no gruage to a whaling soul Perfectly I have subdued it Now she stares taken aback Whiles I mistaken it for pleasure I breakdown suddenly Indeed sin does not last For it recognises not my effort But seeks to drain me to death Surely the wages of sin is death A fact I knew when the unexpected graced itself upon me Help me God Help me God I am dying A death I enjoy I am dying Quenching the Light You setted within me My soul whales Help me God! ©Kofi Asokwa-Nkansah