Self Control

I should not look but yet I see it all,
I can’t control my eyes; with them I fall
Though with my eyes I carry all my light,
My weapon used to battle sin, to fight

My hands touch skin, with them I have caressed
Feminine Skin, the sin brings me unrest
Yet with my hands I work, I bless, I heal,
Support the truth; a righteous heart instill.

My lust has lead my lips to kiss; to touch
Your lips, your skin, your breasts; the sin’s too much
And still my lips will join my tongue and  teach.
Of God, of truth of righteousness they preach.

I can’t prevent the strength of my desire
Yet with my strength the good shall never tire.

J. Abram Barneck.

Copyright © 2003 by Rhyous, LLC.  All rights reserved.
Revised:11 Jan 2004 04:21:48 -0700.

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