Posted in Gifts, Living Water, Poemesque

No More Than I

No more guilty than I
Who drove the spikes through divine sacrifice.

No more guilty than I
Who spat and cursed God in flesh.

No more guilty than I
Who drew straws for ancient garb.

No more guilty than I
Who washed his hands of innocent blood.

No more guilty than I
Who sold Messiah for the cost of slaves.

No more guilty than I
Who beat the back which carried my shame.

No more guilty than I
Who sentenced deity to the grave.

No more guilty than I
Who recognized Him not as Lord.

No more guilty than I
Who counted Him a criminal.

No more guilty than I
Who was reprimanded by the rooster’s crowing.

No more guilty than I.

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