So wide awake, no meta me
But why was that so easy
To in disdain of root
And firmly planted seed
Despise the truth of Word
The very thing I need
To be lost in a detail
A theology so frail
It sounded good because
I found nothing good in me
Forgetting Who You were in this
I left You on the tree
But now on bended knee
Forgive, a mind that led me wrong
A superstitious, gnostic thought
I held for way too long
And help me learn the words to sing
The Resurrection song
Calvin "Cheese Grits" Yerke
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