My Thirty-Year Cross
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I've released the cross and now it's where it belongs
Walk with faith my angels
Love and hugs
Giggles the Poet
MY THIRTY YEAR CROSS
Pain has many faces
And, so many are still blind to mine
They teach me first to work with pain
Then I’m condemned by these same people gone blind
I’m carrying a thirty-year torch for my freedom
And, as I walk away from this cross
I will put it back on your shoulders
The heavyweight that I carried is my thirty-year loss
Take your eyes and raise them to heaven
And, turn around and look at me
You make me fight hard for my beautiful life
All your actions in the past made me a prisoner you see
I will walk proudly away from this thirty-year battle
But, with a small bit of advice, I will give
When you count how many injured people you took down
How many torches you put out when they fought hard to live
Raise your eyes to the beautiful heaven
Feel your weight on the ground
Then, look me in the eyes again
That’s the weight that I carried, from my thirty-year crown
I can say I forgive, you gave me courage
And, for the last thirty-years, God has kept me alive
And, as I walk out of my prison, across this beautiful earth
I’ll have an army of angels steadfast by my side…
March 13, 2015
10: 15 a.m.
A poem for my Injured Workers brothers and sisters
Copyright © Giggles The Poet Brenda Keough | Year Posted 2018
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