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Cistern by mike bullock In my cistern, there I lay Living water drained away Open to the devils realm God no longer at my helm What a change in such a flash Covered in a nasty rash Could I ever hope to be Back to where I was with He. Learned a lot in that short space As I sank into disgrace Like a drug it pleased my mind Showed the state of humankind Thankfully I overcame Called upon His holy name Now I'm back in His safe arms Oblivious to worldly charms. |
 This poem won 2nd place for the June 2010 poetry contest |
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