Forgive Me Lord Poem by cliff kawerani

As trickled tears; cheeks bruised
Cool air felt like mist from a volcano
As like drops of monsoon, whips came
Each for a sin man has ever known.
That for him it was done; a tale eyes told
The poor soils feted his blood the food
As saluted knees- heaviness of the cross

Motherly hearts so loud helped a cry;
The frozen clouds wealthy to drive
And proving his Godly, the sun ebbed
Triggered the heartless; wits to regain
His steep blood untied my bond to sin
While gave me a rosy life his last breathe
Which this moon, I but abuse knowingly

Misspells I; this big day of his born
Looking prayers and praises through,
But drinking, killing and stealing.
I do, I know not what
Forgive me lord! It's 25th December
Thank, pray and praise is of need
Not cheat, kill and blaspheme