These days the calendar is my nemesis, I'm

At the age where you tend to look back

Bad moves clog the rear-view mirror

Where I might have tried a different tack

Of late I'm in a mood for contrition but

Repentance though keen won't amend

The hurts and sorrows I've inflicted for

The stern hand of Time cannot bend

Its my turn to feel the lash of regrets

I feel like...

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When a
Remorseful convert,
Astray that had gone far
Blemishing his /her soul
With Sin's tar,
Puts a broken heart
On the altar,
By far,
S/he could enjoy
God's grace
Or even
Win a higher place
In His face
Than a devotee,
Taking pride
In his/her deed,
Who oft mount
A spiritual war
Devil's way to bar.

It is with
A broken heart
The culprit
Hanged by the right
Of Jesus Chri...

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