Author: jc

Saturday

to sit here is to rememberto remember what was lostto exist in this black rubbleand to ponder what it cost Sunday’s coming but they don’t know yetcan you imagine their despairall the pain and deep…

Remember

wounded for our iniquitiesbeaten for our shamechastised for our transgressionsand bloodied for our pain betrayed for all our snide remarkstaunted for each my truth we livewhipped for our disobedienceeach time we failed to forgive today…