Letting Go Of The Fight Poem by Biniam Tekeste

When your words strike me like arrows ablaze,
My heart may be bruised, but healing's a phase.
My secret to coping? Forgiveness, my friend.
I don't wait for the sun to descend.

I don't believe in tit-for-tat,
Or holding grudges, that's not where it's at.
I trust in God to avenge just right,
So I forgive, and let go of the fight.

The power of forgiveness sets me free,
And allows me to be who I want to be.
So if you hurl your words, I'll be okay,
For I know that my healing's just a moment away.