Mother!
I can do utmost
intelligently expose
my foolishness
and bravely parade my weakness
believing all the while
I have hoodwinked
you and the world;
I know that I will evoke
your resentment;
but Mother!
what more can I do
than what is possible for me?
You cannot count
on my goodness
Grace has to be
all your private risk;
But.. but for your grace
I am done.
I rely solely on Thee.
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