In faith I waited
Abstaining from the fruit of the vine.
For you--
You who I consecrated to the Lord.
You went into Canaan, looking to join yourself to my
Misery.
My pleadings you ignored,
Recklessly riddling away the life I gave you.
To my shame and yours
You planted the wrong seeds,
You plucked the wrong flower, and
You pulled the wrong petals.
You have now only the strength
Enough to die.
In your revenge
You are not mine.
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