Sentenced

All is well I hear?

Show and tell I fear

This not the wayward wind?

Breeze in the open alley I sinned

I prayed not for the end this time

But the strength to undo my crime 

Hold me listless and tarrying 

Forgive me this doubt that’s harrying  

I forget to forgive to reprieve to live

If this is my undying guilt 

For this river, I am silt 

Sheath my pain to the hilt 

And hasten to repent and rebuild 

Right you no wrong?

Hear you not forgiveness in my song?   

You built a roof over an empty sanctuary 

Can you, too, absolve this shame you carry?