Forgiveness, when there is active bleeding in your wounds

When there is active bleeding
The pain's not receeding

I used to be Christian through and through
And all along, I was taught to do
Even in a day, forgive seventy times seven
And that is the way to go to heaven

But, when there's active bleeding
That pain's not receeding

Forgivesness to some people comes rather easy
Because they prefer to breathe light and free
Even still, when the wound is fresh
These people may find it difficult to pass the test

Because when there's active bleeding
The pain's not receeding

And when those wounds are sutured time and again
They're gonna cringe from previous stabs recalling those bloodstains
And since I'm an ardent propogator of love and forviveness
I believe we must keep attempting; how else will you celebrate Christmas!

But,when there is active bleeding
The pain's not receeding

Sure, forgiveness is important. But, maybe step out of the way
If they keep backstabbing, maybe get far away
I'm not saying forgiveness must cease
Just suggesting, walk away from the drama tease

You can be a well-wisher from a distance
You don't have to provide exemplary assistance
Sometimes, you need to give your wounds time to heal
Especially if at the same site, it's being ruptured with the same deal

Forgiveness is important; but, you can do it from afar
You don't have to keep standing in front of the same speeding car
As long as you know you did your very best
You can put your conscience and the outcome to rest

- RUELHA
www.ruelha.com
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