Fallen Nature

Submitted by Madalyn Clare on Sat, 10/14/2017 - 03:59

“My LORD, my God, I offer You my pain!
In my suff’ring, let Your Name reign!”
I praise You now, I love You as my kin-
I crown You only with the thorns of my sin.

I hold You in the highest aristocracy-
I shame You in words of hypocrisy.
“Let demons cry at Your Word on my tongue!”
It became a serpent’s fork when on the Cross you hung.

“I’ll never forsake You, not even at death!”
How the Devil befriends me in a single breath.
“Let Your glory be the only in the land!”
My following words driving nails in Your hand.

Author's age when written
15
Genre
Notes
This is the start for a longer poem, but it was put on hold when I hit a block with it.
This poem is based on a Catholic prayer, The Act of Contrition.

Comments

This is incredible! It's so beautiful Madalyn, great job! This truly reminds me of the Act of Contrition. A beautiful piece, I can't wait to see more!