Wednesday, March 19, 2014

Accidents Happen

He had been a champion
catering to every little need
making sure I was comfortable

then he moved the ottoman
with a single shift
and tore the nail from his big toe.

It looked like he had opened the hood
of a 1956 Chevy
he screamed, I cried

then he pushed the nail back in place
wiping off the few droplets of blood

and all the pain I had been suffering
seem to pale in comparison
and I stopped complaining.

I guess the mystery of the cross
is to bear witness to the crucifixion
making life sufferings manageable

compared to real pain. 

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