The Nature of Purity

Purity is tied on a string,
it's something I always bring.
Yet when sin tips the cradle,
it's branches are fatal,
and batters the heart of the king.


Purity is held in both hands 
(and usually no one understands).
but with a sinful kiss,
it flies off your wrist.
and fly away if given the chance.


Purity dances to the wind.
Precious to those who have sinned.
Then sin brings it down.
Like a brick to the ground.
and good nature is suddenly pinned.


Purity all along
reminds us where we belong.
Through the hazadrous waste
of satan's bad taste.
it remains almighty and strong.


Mental Note: Be the best you can be in the flawless image of God.

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