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.