As I was thinking back,
back to a day,
it was mid-day,
but the sky was black like midnight.
Seeing a lifeless body impaled by nails
suffering at the blast of Hell
caught my attention cause it was like a blood bath as I
looked past and saw a broken man
soaked in the white hot wrath of God and I asked why.
I found some answers in His bloody face.
A face I began to recognize in the background
of every instance of my life I ignored.
Suddenly sensed these spirit's flooding, soothing my rude, bruised soul
though ruined the world's view
He wooed me
though crude and without a clue and
screwed up and out of my mind
He pursued me 'til He made me whole.