Indulgence

The Childhood of Christ, by Gerard van Honthorst

(1592-1656). Public domain

betray me

commit treason

just give me a reason

no matter the season

beat me

beat me down

beat me down to the ground

pulverize me into ash

you'll never get my soul

it's nonnegotiable

it has to be

it's written on glory's old, faded, yellowed, wrinkled scroll

free me

free me from this strife

beat your drum and play your fife

remind me that my name is written in the lamb's book of life

love adds and hate reduces

i'm tired

so tired

of lame excuses

indulge me

expunge me

accuse me

excuse me

lose me

don't bother asking why

it doesn't matter

i was born with an alibi

Reviews

[Silmara McGarry]

Woooow...I am astonished by your poem, frankly don't even know where to start.
The picture, and right at the very first stanza it grabs the readers attention, than what follows gets better and better, and is not just beautiful, is elegant, great word choice, it flows amazingly, it finishes perfect....and best of all, it is unique!!!
Congratulations indeed, Pete!!!!
Stay safe!
:-)
Sil

[Pete]

wow. so kind and observant. you really didn't miss a thing. thanks so much sil for "indulging" in faith. much appreciated. god bless ... :)

[Silmara McGarry]

You are most welcome! And God bless you also :-)

[R.J Calzonetti]

The end of this poem was quite the finisher. I was on the edge of my seat until then, and when I got to it, I was blown away. Thank you for sharing!

[Pete]

wow. i can see that you really got into it. thanks so much r.j. your shared thoughts are encouraging ... :)

[Poetic Beauty]

My name is written in the lambs book. Love this lines and helps tie the first and second half of the poem together.

[Pete]

you know it pb. your name is there too girl. thanks for sharing ... :)

[Poetic Beauty]

You’re right about our names being in the lambs book.