The Prison
There is a prison inside everyone,
Where unforgiveness hides.
There are no bars on the windows,
No locks on the doors,
No guards and no wardens,
But unhappiness and loneliness abide.
Only you can open that prison,
And chase the unforgiveness away.
When Love and Forgiveness enter,
Unforgiveness cannot stay.
Copyright © Betty Harp Butler | Year Posted 2017
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