A Poem: A Cry for Freedom*

I was born in sin
Caged and held tight by its pin
But I was oblivious of this
When I'm ruled by my fleshly bliss


I sought my praise
Exalting myself and the worldly raise
But held in the cage of sin
I was revolving around its spin


I took the garment of self righteousness
But my Achilles heel held me in its steadfastness
Yes, everyone has an Achilles heel
But I know God can change it still


I desired the things that are hidden
I love to see the ***** pictures of natures forbidden
I thought morality could break me loose
I never knew I was still in its shoes


I fasted and prayed
Yet the stain still stayed
I held personal vigils with crying
Yet in all that, I haven't started trying


I thought I had overcome
But after some weeks I'm found in its pit, how come?
I thought I was free
Now I know I'm still bound by its key


I emptied my bucket of personal efforts
All in a bid to be the person I'd wished to be in victory's forts
Weak and pale I looked like a tail
I lay, helplessly on the ground of captivity looking stale

Lord, please I plead for Mercy
I know I'm not fit, but please remember me and forgive my hypocrisy
Set me loose for I'm weak and tired, ******* in deaths kingdom
Oh! Dear Lord, hear my cry for Freedom.

© Daniels Pen ™ 2020.