though he is dead
i met him
again
for the very first time
i saw him
without my violence
without my fear
without my veil
i saw him sitting there
playing video games
without my hate
of violence
i saw the Love
that sat in the chair
oh dear dear dear
Son of God
i am so sorry
i ever
gave you my jacket of guilt
to wear
what a heavy garment
for an innocent child
i love to know
it touched you not
i love to see
you shining yet
i love to see the Love of God
shining in you now
reflecting back at me
thank you for your Power, tiny Child
thank you for your Holiness
thank you
for saving me
from my lies
thank you
for this birth
of
Truth
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