FLAWED

[verseode]

               

         Despite the fact that I am flawed
         God finds something to use
         My gifts are still obtainable
         Precious are my views
         It shows that when He chose me
         So rough and unrefined
         He knew that I could be His child
         If I was carefully mined
         So, many tunnels later
         And holier than a cheese
         I'm still amazed by what flows out
         On God's anointed breeze
         Investigate the outlet
         A bloke, just as he is
         Cracked, imperfect vessel
         Containing heavenly fizz.