Sonnet 2(My Chuck Did It For Me) Poem by Jasbir Singh

Shall I forget thy anguish and sorrow?
And remember mine and forget thine,
Such selfish love then in my heart I burrow!
And claim to be dearest chuck of thine,
My Lord, my chuck, my Jesus, forgive me!
My suffering is nothing compares to thine;
Thou carried my sin and shame with thee,
On the foreigner's cross in place of mine,
If I were hung on the cross and not He;
Because of my pain I'll only do blasphemy,
But behold folks at our Lord, unlike me;
In His painful moments came forth mercy,
Who will love us this much, tell me ye!
Only my Lord and chuck Jesus I'll ever say!