The Leper

I see the seed 
I see the root
the ground is dry
the ground is starved
but I see you

your barrenness
Is your shame
birthed from a life of pain
associates with lepers
and the lame

he has stripes too
wounds that cut the soul
associates with
prostitutes and fools

there's beauty in the broken
and I see His beauty in you

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