Cluttered and Distorted

When I was a youngster I was incredulously bad.
I had all the time cluttered and distorted my room.
It was a shame for the way I kept it.
Knowing I was to learn to clean up the mess I went to work.
Having changed the way my room looked made my parents happy.
It was a time of happiness for myself too.
I had asked the Lord Jesus to come into my heart and be my Savior.
He did come and helped me to better myself from what I was.
But something happened to change me from being astute to being a slob.
I remember going at it again in cluttering my room and really distored the way it was supposed to look.
Mom helped me to clean up some of the things I had but I still was so messy Mom gave up.
Cluttered and distorted was my signature and nothing was going to change.
Until I had to move away from home and go to a nursing home.
Today is a different story.
I am not a man who clutters or distorts any longer.
My room is taken care of daily.
I had to make the change and so glad I did.
Now I am free to be away from the clutter and distortedness.
(© Poeticbearlovestowrite 2016-1-22)

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