before i saw your eyes
i answered
before you even asked
i decided
in my heart not to give
you a chance
listening ear
or helping hand
no love to share
time to offer
comfort to sacrifice
i pray
i didn't
look like the one
i follow
i cursed you with the tongue
i reserve for blessing
you found the pharisee
in me, the logging truck
in my eye
forgive me sister,
my heart grieves for the
lost chance
with deep shame, i beg for mercy
that you and your daughter
were entertained by angels
God deal with me
justly.
honestly.
keep my mouth from speaking
before my heart decides
by your grace to always
give
value
to who you value
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