The handicapped

Forgive me,

For pretending to be imbecile,

Even when I know, 

That it is essential,

To me and to you.

For pretending to be blind,

Even when my eyes can clearly see,

And when the signs are in front of me.

For pretending to be deaf,

Even when my ears can clearly hear,

The recitation that makes me tear.

For pretending to be mute,

Even when my mouth can fluently communicate,

Without fabricate, without hate.

I am wrong,

To put my desire,

Higher,

Than I put love,

To the One Above.

I am wrong,

to run away,

From you,

Who never let me go astray.

I am wrong,

I am foolish,

I am stupid.

For repeating,

The same evil thing, 

That I did yesterday.

For not repenting,

As soon as I sinned,

But wait till the last moment,

Till the last breath,

And it is already...

too late.

Please, my Lord...

Forgive me...

Forgive me...

Forgive...

Forgi...

...

Thursday, 10 November 2016