A Call To Repent Poem by Jacque Hardison

Looking back at my life from past to present.
Pin-pointing every single event.
Wickedness was at one hundred percent.
Instead of running away, I needed to surrender.
Allowing Him to cut out the 'cancer'.
I get a call to repent.

Since then me and Him had no argument.
The air now has a beautiful scent.
That demon I once had, I no longer represent.
From darkness and into the light,
My future is very bright.
Who will He call next to repent?