Even after I have forgiven you yours
What soil do you think you traffic in
When thorns choke the Word you proclaim
Will I find figs under your leaves when I return
Or the barrenness of scorched earth
Who will you hate in My Name today
Will you lie on my behalf
Will you slant your testimony in my favor
Your righteous ramblings and Biblical fragments
Are merely proverbs of ashes
Your defense is but clay in My hands
Do you cast aspersions upon my prodigal son
When it is you that is truly lost
Leaving for sin is certainly wrong
But staying for false piety is worse
