**"The Broken and the Bound"**
*A Poem of Repentance*
You meet me in the ashes—
where my proud towers fell,
where fig-leaf masks lie shattered
by the echo of my knell.
*"Create in me a clean heart!"*
(My ribs ache with the cry)
*"Restore the joy I traded
for the feast of swine’s husks dry."*
*(Psalm 51:10 / Luke 15:16-17)*
O Weaver of the wasteland,
who stitches graves with dawn—
unwrap this death-shroud clinging,
these sinews stiff with wrong.
I bring no coin of merit,
no alibi of tears,
just prodigal’s stench clinging,
and the debt of squandered years.
*(Luke 15:18-19 / Romans 7:24)*
Then like a sword the whisper:
*"Child, lift your face—and see:
My scars out-tell your reckoning,
My blood your liberty."*
*(Isaiah 1:18 / Romans 8:1)*
Now break me like the alabast—
this pride that dares resist—
till all my loves are poured out
at the feet that bear my guilt.
*(Mark 14:3 / 2 Corinthians 7:10)*
**Key Threads:**
- **Conviction** (John 16:8)
- **Contrition** (Psalm 34:18)
- **Confession** (1 John 1:9)
- **Conversion** (Acts 3:19)
- **Consecration** (Romans 12:1)
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