For My Future Poem by John Sensele

For my faith to thrive, I'll cast out my predilections
Cutting out cravings of my throat
Sticking to, solemnizing sermon admonitions
To crucify convictions and contradictions of my Tequila toast.

For my achievements to arrive, I'll flog my foibles
Editing from bust lust and dust
Challenging and chiding chagrins from devils
To ditch debacles and discomfitures, to reap a rectitude repast.

For my love to grow, I'll ditch dodgy detours
Plucking out my troubadour ties and their lies
Embracing evolution and emancipation of testament tours
To earn my prospects prosperity pies.

For my friendship to frutify, I'll jettison jezebel journeys
Effacing from my ethos carnal contours and curves
Twice or thrice a day to pray hard on my knees
To develop steel, stamina, sapience and nous nerves.