Rubbish

Here I am, once again,

Taking ashes,

Making promises,

And pledging

Acts of devotion.

 

I have to admit;

It’s discouraging

To see

How little changes

From year to year.

 

There they are,

The same three hideous

Pieces of furniture—

Self-centeredness, complacency,

And pride—

Still sitting in my living room.

 

I had hoped to be rid of them.

But it seems

All I accomplish

Every year

Is only

To move them about the room

So they’re out of sight.

 

Perhaps, by now,

I should admit

That I can’t haul these away

On my own.

 

I need Your help.

 

I fall to my knees

Before You;

Still, yet,

A sinner

In need of a Savior.

 

 

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