I Am A Spoon

I Am A Spoon

My heart is so undeserving
Of His cleansing maroon.
But, I am a spoon
And spoons are meant for serving.

Everyone has a story;
We must know how to tell it.
Mine is happy at best fit,
Composed as a beautiful allegory.

With every good is evil,
And it had power over me.
That is until He, that’s right He,
Came down as my equal.

But more than equal He is.
No, He was more like a king,
And a new life He would bring
For who call the name of His.

My heart he’s preserving
My soul is now attuned.
Because I am a spoon
And spoons are meant for serving.

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