THE RESTITUTE

…He opts to be a preacher soon

The dedicated soul searches for purity

Deciding never to turn to his past again

He wraps it up and dumps it in faith’s arms

Builds up the threshold of changed man

And a bridge of honest emotions

His journey was entwined around his actions

As he searches to find a soul to change

He dances around life’s unending snobs

But, he must have a soul wrapped to himself

As an evidence of his repentance

Walking along the street, he found a disturbed teen

He speaks words of diluted grace to him

He touched the soul of the young thief

Because he was once a replica

And not that he knew the totality of his new faith

For he only just turned a new leaf last night

And was eager to test the waters of purity

But his faith was wavering and blank

He returns to his home with a weary mind

For the journey wasn’t so easy as he thought

After seconds of provocation and dares

He dropped his faith and took the gun

He shoots down the labored woman

For just a penniless purse of wax

And a gross outfit of eroded pair of jeans

He would be the same no more

For he cursed the faith he denounced

His life became a plate of painful regrets

For he’d roam till he finds his doom

But he roamed to find the continuity of joy

As he came across a board with the inscription

“Forgivenesss”, his soul cried for help

Help came, this time with the strength to pursue purity

And his journey began, not with the old wavering faith

But with the faith that grows without wavering

He opted to be a preacher, and so was he…

By Ruth Brodrick. All rights reserved ©. This poem should not be shared or used without the author’s permission.

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6 thoughts on “THE RESTITUTE”

  1. I like this. It reminds me of myself, stuck in a loop of sin and shame. When the man finally cries out for forgiveness, he receives it.

    Like me. I knew there was a hole in my life and my relationship but it wasn’t until I cried out to God and started following Jesus that I truly felt forgiven, and whole again.

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