James Edward Lee Sr. Poet Dramatic Monologue

Wholesome-

With just a heart;
Turned to gold, yet nothing left;
Rotten flesh;
I can now see that without you Lord, I truly have nothing else;
For there's nothing left;
when the world says nothing wrong
Even yet so stubborn to resists the truth even at one's last breath;
Lord you've warn me you've make me
Wholesome
Compacted within your image
You mad me mind, body and soul;
Lord you've warn me, you've make me
Wholesome
With just a heart
Turned to gold, yet nothing left;
Rotten flesh;
I can now see that without you Lord I can't be done;
Without you Lord I'm not
Wholesome;
A moral right, a wrong not confusion of a good conduct
Whom to  trust
Without you Lord God I am not Wholesome

02/26/08
written by James Edward Lee Sr. 2008

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