I will not die on the cross for somebody else’s sin.
I will stand back,
use all my power
to keep the dark desperate ghost of guilt
a step away.
Close enough to take hold of it,
if it begs me for help.
Without hesitation,
I’ll take its life away
and cross it over to the other side.
With tears in my eyes,
I’ll watch the dark desperate ghost of guilt
dissolve and die.
As a secret weapon,
I will not use forgiveness,
I’ll use another kind of strength –
the knowing that we all had bad moments,
and we all made bad choices,
and that my ghosts of past misfortunes are exactly the same.
Haunting others,
begging for help.