LOVING TO FORGIVE

LOVING TO FORGIVE

After years now, the wounds still look fresh

I always say to myself, sigh no more because the scars will not remain forever

Until when should I wait for the miracle eater to eat my wounds away?

When the horse neighs, thunder rumbles, all hopes for tomorrow fades away

My body cranks at each other as I sleep the day away

Hopping from Mahogany tree to Nim tree I sought for cure

I hoist my wounds to the world that put deaf ears to my plight 

As I sat on the couch appreciating the words of Alpha and Omega, I felt my itching body was being pecked by a vulture which turned the percolated sweat in to blood drops

Gone were the days when I hailed the breaker as my savior, a golden compass to direct the path the world dreams of.

Day and night as I worshiped the Almighty, I appeal to him for your strength, long life, prosperity and unconditional love towards me.

Family calls and I hesitate to respond knowing perfectly my help is inevitable

“Honor thy mother and father”, I forgot

Then you blink your eyes through the clouds, all my senses lusciously present itself for your perusal

Your serpentine ways separated me from the words of God as Eve separated man from God

When you finally stole my heart, you butchered it and cremated it. Forgetting those moments when you said I was your woman, co opting me in to your family.

After years, the Saul turned Paul returns, on the account of the Easter celebration, on which I build my life:  “God forgive us our sins as we forgive others’’.

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