Justice

Justice Brought before him, I stood alone. Defeat had been total, I was dead to the bone. My emptiness complete, to my knees I fell. I awaited my fate, a sentence to hell. I bowed my head, I couldn’t look up. Wrath and death filled my cup. I awaited the blade to strike that fatal blow. To complete the sentence and destroy my soul. It wasn’t a blade that I had expected. But a hand of mercy that I once rejected. My heart broke hard, tears began to roll. This act of kindness was beyond my control. I could not avert his gaze any longer. I was weak, he was stronger. This death I thought that would take place, was taken from me by one who showed grace. I cannot forget this enemy I fought. Who showed me mercy with love that he bought. Daniel 11/15