Profundity

Father,
My heart far more does pound
For want of being thought profound
Than care for lack of grace.
My face
Displays the eyes of one
Who’d rather be a slave than son
So long as I was praised.
Amazed
I am at these truths twain:
I sin and you forgive again.

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