I messed up, God.
So many opportunities.
I wasted too many.
The time is and always will be,
Elders I didn’t respect.
Followers I cast away.
Friends ignored. People wronged.
Not my people,
Chances to proclaim your goodness,
To offer forgiveness or friendship,
To help heal someone’s hurt,
Not because of my words,
The day is not mine to waste,
but of opportunities from now I find,
Thank you for forgiving me,
Redeemed, it’s no longer my life, but
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