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''To Err Is Human: To Forgive, Divine''--Alexander Pope

African-American and abusive, my late step-dad 
     was a reverse racist:
an army sergeant; a Vietnam vet; and, a backhand,
     face-hitting sadist.

I once bemoaned that I was a white child
     (as if it were my fault!?)
and that he was black and resentful of me.
     So, once in reckless revolt

against his ongoing abuse,
     I rebelled under my breath
and uttered the "n" word at him
     (so he beat me nearly to death).

Bruised, I never uttered that word again;
     then mom and he divorced
as I grew older (which freed us at last!):
     now unrivaled (with no remorse),

I suddenly was the man of the house; and life
     for us seemed less stormy.
For the first time in years we lived without abuse;
     and, at last, we were a family.

Then I got religion and met God;
     and gave myself to Christ.
It was the best thing I ever did!
     Born again, I thus was sufficed.

So the scars of my step-dad's abuse which
     for years I had repressed
began to heal and disappear; and so I became
     less and less oppressed.

Now old, my erstwhile step-dad developed
     advanced swelling of the lung;
I had not forgiven him yet (back when
     I was still angry and young).

Not yet able to forgive him for the abuse that
     made our lives so unbearably grim,
I nevertheless still realized that the weight 
     of still having hatred for him 

was far worse than my pain. I recognized 
     that in life we all transgress 
and come short of God's glory: so, moved by
     His grace and forgiveness,

I made the right choice to forgive him;
     for me a daily, ongoing process,
I at last began to let go of the anger 
     and truly begin to move past the mess
 
that was my step-dad's legacy to me. Also, I  
     began to forgive God;
for He was not to blame for him (whose own
     father, too, did not spare the rod).

Still, tho' I had chosen to forgive (him) and let go,  
     he was unmoved and unchanged as ever:
but I, however, realized that what truly mattered
     was that forgiveness set me free forever!

When at last he died, I had already completely
     let go (so that he was forgiven).
Now I can only ask of God whether my step-dad
     was changed from his glimpse of heaven?

Copyright © Ngoc Nguyen




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