Spitting

Spitting

It drips

off my lips

the Freudian slip

like blood 

from my veins

pouring it reigns

my tongue

it is wrung

of its spit

never to quit

persistence

no resistance

to contemptuous existence

unrighteous jeers

fill up my ears

overflowing tears

to drown my fears

of what I know

and what I'll sow

causing me to blow

my spite and hate

and to contaminate 

my love with hate

how did I create

this unnerving state

in my heart

That's the first part. 

In the second part

I am reborn

and torn

away from my sin

my heart of tin

beating again

has now been

restored

back toward

our Lord, amen

Now I contemplate

my mistake

in letting hate

exterminate

my love and great

compassion or 

so it happens

a savior

our lord

sacrificed

his life

in time

that I'm

saved

then he raised

the third day

and became

all worthy of praise.