I Am Private, Guilty Sin Poem by James McLain

At that this final point
when the guilty find
and I with this mark of shame.
The life my father gave me.

Jesus give me up to them in thorns,
should I look down on them with or?
And through my humiliation,
are you guilty or am I.

Straight up to find or, responsibility
and I, I know some are happy with my sins,
my guilt and my shame and I,
I forgive them for me, father,
father they don't knowing, know.

Real guilt follows me,
there pointing your finger and shadow
and the same one when we Sin.

I am private
and is guilty of the inner thoughts I feel guilty, guilty and I you.
I like you
must make the time for you to come to save us all of us.
pointing the finger of your right
and never knowing what the left is guilty of.

I am autumn your are pointing me to you and I,
and you continue to shadow me, I'm guilty of your Sin.