Poem: I Am That Thief on the Cross

“I Am That Thief on the Cross”

No crown of thorns
No glory
No name

All my life
I kept sinning
Committing crimes

I do not dispute
Justice
I deserve what I got

Hopeless
Hanging on a cross
Breathing my last breaths
I wish love on a
Perfect stranger:

“Remember me
When you are in your
Kingdom”

Pity me

And it is this that
Saved me

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