Cistern

By Mike Bullock

In my cistern, there I lay

Living water drained away

Open to the devils realm

God no longer at my helm

What a change in such a flash

Covered in a nasty rash

Could I ever hope to be

Back to where I was with He.

Learnt a lot in that short space

As I sank into disgrace

Like a drug it pleased my mind

Showed the state of humankind

Thankfully I overcame

Called upon His holy name

Now I’m back in His safe arms

Oblivious to worldly charms.