WOULD IT HURT AS MUCH?

Would it hurt as much?

Had you not opened the wounds that were almost healed

Probing with sharp instruments like words

Twisting and turning them to your liking,

Ego getting in the way to do the Angels works

Probing so deep that new wounds now need healing

Had you thought I had no feeling

Yes I know I have my faults

Along with nobility

And love

Sometimes I tried and failed

Sometimes I succeeded

My strength and weaknesses

All took their part

But without one

I wouldn’t be the other

But you wanted only the one!

Yet I was compote of bitter and sweet

Like all of us

Fulfilled my need,

Sometimes picked only bitter seed

That was wrong indeed

And when I lost my way

And when I went astray

Found dragons in my den

Will they ever leave, and when?

And yet you feed them that they need

It seems to bring you joy indeed,

But you talk of Lord and Saviour

Love forgiveness and the like

My soul it aches

Yet you drive another spike

And feed another drake

If my soul in hell,

There happily does dwell.