Never for the Worthy Poem, by Tristan Robert Lange, at My poetic side

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Believe you me,

Ragamuffins aren’t good, they’re graced;

Everyone expects a clean Christian—

Nobody looks to the sinner...

Not that they know purity—

Acknowledging their own sin as pure;

Never smelling their own stink.

Must such an affront

Against Christ’s gospel be affirmed?

Never!—Fuck all of that!

Never mind the language!—

Idealism is willful ignorance—

None of us are pure; focus on that,

Grace is never for the worthy.

First published on tristanrobertlange.com, August 23, 2026.

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Author: Tristan Robert Lange ( Offline)
Published: August 23rd, 2026 06:47
Comment from author about the poem: An acrostic Scorched Sunday poem. Part of my Scorched Strays collection. This poem draws inspiration from a ragamuffin preacher whose life and theology rejected the illusion of Christian purity. It confronts the impulse to divide the worthy from the unworthy and returns instead to the scandal at the heart of grace.
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In collections: Scorched Strays.

Never for the Worthy

Tristan Robert Lange

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