It is reported that I have offended someone.

Hatred drips from muted lips.

Ah, how you hate me so.

I’ve done much wrong and caused you pain.

It’s right that I should go.

Its I to blame for what is wrong.

Though I did what I could do.

In Jesus’ name I bow and leave.

For I’ve offended you.

Lord, heal this breach

By love’s strong hand.

And set the captive free.

And if this world is better off,

I ask that you take me.

 May God judge between you and I. I wrote this poem with a true desire to make things right between us. At this rate, it’s likely I won’t see your face again. Though it doesn’t have to end this way.  The next move is up to you.

By His Grace.