Putrid Well

I scratch and claw  
My fingers cut and bruised  
Bleeding from the rocks and glass  
That lines the inner walls  
Of my putrid well  
Desperately I search  
For the jewels  
Buried in years of sin and callousness  
That slowly festers away in darkness  
Wading through the sewage  
I pray and promise to my lord  
To help me see the light  
The shimmering sparks of truth  
That I may collect and polish  
And wear upon my breast as the badge  
Of my undying quest to be worthy  
Of his love,  
Of his glorious,  
Infinite capacity to forgive  
Undaunted I sink  
To the floor  
Where the jewels  
May have been buried  
Without my knowledge  
All those years ago



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