(“GO”d’s Sonnet by Timothy J. Verret; “it’s how I cope to hope in :FORGIVE)
You have tasted what the world offers: Gross.
Your eyes are bloodshot from bloodshed: Relive.
You have heard how they speak to you: Morose.
You need monumental milestones: FORGIVE.
My mouth, eyes and ears mirror me nothing.
By Faith in Invisible God, I Live.
The monumental milestones are my thing.
The miles of milestones I travel: FORGIVE.
“Forgive them, God, for they carry dead stones.”
Luke TwentyThree:34 – They can’t sieve
these stones they tote for miles with brittle bones.
Jesus grants Monumental Miles: FORGIVE.
God’s Sign ahead says, “40 miles to live.”
We “GO”d monumental milestones: FORGIVE.