Sunday, August 15, 2010

GET OFF THE RAG By Elgin Bolling aka El Prophet The Scribe

GET OFF THE RAG
By El Prophet The Scribe

Time 4 Me
To Stop Pretending
That My Life Aint
Broken
And Don’t Need
Mending.

Truth Be Told
It’s Shattered To
Pieces.
MY Righteousness?
Like Filthy Rags,
And Smellin’ Like
Feces.

“Doin’ MY BEST?”
HA!!
My Sin Just
Increases.

When I Trust In the Savior..
That’s When It All
Ceases.

copyright 2010 by Elgin Bolling all rights reserved
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1 comment:

  1. Elgin Subwaysurfer BollingSeptember 21, 2010 at 11:08 AM

    This poem is the result of some serious soul searching where I came to the conclusion that I just "dont get it" I'm NOT Holy , I'm NOT righteous, and My life is a mess. Like Paul the Apostle says, my righteousness is like filthy rags... namely the kind you find in a toilet...yeah, it's that raw.

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