The Human Catapult
Getting on
getting right with God
is for a heathen
easier said than done
Washing clean
this sinful machine
created in an image
but towing the line isn’t fun
Where can I get
this blessed truce
I know to well
how to pursue hell
but how in the hell
do I follow You?
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
