Stolen
Evilness consumed your mind
You deflowered my innocence
And robbed my naiveté’
Burglarized my integrity
While applying a death grip on my sanity
Do you think about the youthfulness you stole?
Or give thought to the exploitation of my growth?
One day you will be unconstrained and set free
Liberated from your transgressions
Will I be left serving your sentence?
To the jury you pleaded your sorrows
You were concerned for your tomorrows
Never gave me a thought with your plea
Through shallow tears there was no apology
What about my freedom
My right to freely breathe
How do I regain my vitality?
To navigate through life
Sealed with condemnation and filling guilty?
Death does not reserve its visit
I hope you find deliverance
It’s urgent you convert your iniquities
And pray for forgiveness
For he will come like a thief in the night
Copyright © Sherry Beck | Year Posted 2016
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