This poem is in response to a piece called "Skeleton American" written by an author simply known as "Dan."
By Christine Emmick
Guilt of gluttony you fear more than all
Rattle your finger in alarm
While Forgiveness and Grace ask silently
To take you in Their arms
While fruit that would give you life
Sits rotting at your feet
Your pride of self and indignation
Give rise to defeat
Know the Maker of the vine of life
The One who made the frame
Can bring new flesh to cover bones
And wash away the shame
Copyright 2009 Christine Emmick
All rights reserved
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