'Change' Poem by David Cleveland

I've lived a long life with much sin.
How do I change it? Where do I begin?
Riding motorcycles, for forty-plus years.
So many drugs, and thousands of beers.
My wife wants out, saying what's the point?
Maybe I'll see you when you get out of the joint.
In less than a year, my wife said goodbye.
Taking the kids, she didn't even cry.
Finally, it hit me, and I got her point.
Back to my friends, back to the joint.
So I sold my bike to spend time with the Lord.
He's my math, he's my sword.