Purified

God purifies those who ask.

In the heart,

blood is cirrculated throughout the body,

and this blood flows through each organ

before it returns to the heart.

 

The heart pulsates

once,

twice,

and the journey begins.

 

Blood flows to the stomach

which quenches

its greedy thirst.

 

Blood flows to the brain

which satisfies

its wants.

 

And the blood visits

all other organs.

Each with a desire,

a need.

 

And the blood is then impure

and therefore must flow

to the most vital of all organs,

the liver.

 

This organ purifies

the unclean,

foul blood

because it is not greedy

and does not want.

 

Every flaw within a human

can always be forgiven,

but you must plead

for the thing you do not deserve.

 

For if your blood is unclean

your blood cannot return to the heart

without damage to the soul.

 

He is then purified,

just as the liver cleans the blood,

but only by the Lord's grace,

and that man must promise

to never sin again.

 

But this task is difficult

and man imperfect.

 

 

Author's Note

Don't know why or how this came to mind. Again, randomly inspired. Tell me what you make of it. :)

Reviews

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WOW! This poem is wonderful. Words almost can't discribe this poem, my words at least. How do these things just randomly poop into your head to be put on paper? Again, great poem! :)