I’ve cast a weight...
Yours to carry.
Hit hard, heart of hate;
Bitter! Better to bury.
Forever friends, fine
Until that blade was sunk.
A forgotten past does shine
Past the good now debunk.
Young years gone by.
Cheers! Joys of birth.
Jeers! Mirth now a cry.
Is this what it’s worth?
But is it really you
I’ve hurt? For says God,
Full of mercy too,
“Truth be told, you’re both flawed!”
“You’ve fixed a stone
Upon your back.”
Brown broken bricks thrown:
A loaded burlap sack.
It’s only I that ache
For what I’ve placed.
To sever and take,
All that’s sound erased.
To never forgive
Is to forget
The forgiveness He’ll give
You first must beget.
To free her for good,
We’re freer to laugh.
Our friendship withstood,
Christ’s glory our path.
- Gary Edward Geraci