Redemption

From prodigious profanity 

You wrought a sanctuary 

Worthy of your glory,

Born not of humanity,

But of divine activity:

Your mighty work in me.

My lust became chastity,

Restraint displaced gluttony,

My fog gave way to clarity,

My avarice to charity.

New life exudes from me;

My long-imprisoned soul is free.

iPoem: Back on My Way

My iPhone wrote this for you. (After I hit the middle auto-complete choice 116 times.)

The fact I can get it right away
With the best of the day
Before I get a follow
Back on my way
Home from work to be
The first half of the year
And the rest of the year
And the rest of the day
Before I get a follow
Back on my way
Home from work to be
The first half of the year
Of high quality of life
And the rest
Of my favorite part of the day
I have a great way
Of the year
Of high quality of life
And the rest
Of my favorite part of the day
I have a great way
Of the year
And a great day.