If they knew me…could they…

If they walked in my shoes…should they

All I’ve done and undone…

Places I’d never seen…still looking at me…

 

If my time were well spent…

Or if the ignorance of my blank spaces could be numbered

If a little more this… sprinkled on a little less that…

Could have been better used…

Maybe words could be said…

 

And a God could listen to that…

That maybe… one soul such as this …

Could slip by…covered in sin…

To grasp the bottom rung of heaven…

Who would pray…

Who would pray…

 

Maybe just… Him…

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