Father, Forgive Them
'Father, forgive them,
For they know not what they do"
I breath out from up on my own cross
Feeling the humiliation and shame
The jeering mocking throng
Those who think they know
What is behind my acts
My words
Who THINK they know
What is in my nature
My heart
Who misconstrue
And abuse
Self-righteous and smug
Who have shouted, “Crucify!”
And driven in the nails
With sanctimonious sighs
And turn a blind eye
To acts of kindness
To the compassion I have shown
Even that they try to taint
With their growing hate
Not knowing, not understanding
The pain I feel for the rejected
For I am rejected too
Even though I bear the truth
Trying to set others free
From their demons of the past
"Father, they cannot see
What is in me!"
"Father, forgive them
They don’t know what they do
I will not confess
To anyone by YOU
You are my father
My judge
The Master of all that was, is and will be
You know my heart
I’m your child
Here on the cross
Having become sin
I hang
Hurt
Bleeding
In pain
From those who question...
My spirituality
My identity
Claiming I’m not who I say that I am
A fake
You cover your face
In my hour of shame
For I have become sin
And you must let me face it..ALONE
That is the greater pain
Father, forgive them
They do not have hearts to feel
Nor minds to discern
Eyes to see
The truth in me
The truth behind my words
They twist and turn
Casting the spear in my side
To make sure I’m dead…..
Forgive them
And give me the strength
For forgive them as well
So that I may taste
The newness of life that awaits
Beyond the shadow of the grave
Resurrection of my soul
Father, Father....forgive"...
Eileen Manassian Ghali
Copyright © Eileen Manassian | Year Posted 2013
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