Nothing But A Dirty Mirror Poem by Cory Fox

I know what you must think
As so restlessly you wait
For my unfaithful drink
From this cup I claim to hate

I know this lust won't stop
This battle's won for you
I savor every drop
Like I swore I'd never do

I know the hope you hide
That my dogma isn't true
For if I nearly died
Then you must be dying too

I know that I'm no nearer
To conjuring perfection
I'm just a dirty mirror
Still blurring His reflection

I know the cup is sweet
And my blood still flows impure
A taste is not defeat
But a call to choose the cure