FLARE on GOD 74 Irrevernt have I beenMy knees I did not bendThe Spirit convicted-O joyStill I know I am a son, a servant of God.To the ground I will goTo my knees I will fallFor there is the place of worship Others are Reading My Meeting with the Asphalt The Art of Pretentious Living Posted by john in Prose Tweet People Who Read This Also Read: Lazarus Walking Past Open Mike Poetry Guide to Chicago All A Tribute to Sonya and Tonya Leave a Reply Cancel reply Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *Comment Name * Email * Website Prove You\'re Human * − 4 = five