He Prayed for Forgiveness

He was a man who had made a few mistakes on the way.

There were wrongs he had sired which could not be undone.

They hung low in the abyss of his current life.

Just within reach,

Low enough to knock him off his feet and onto his knees.

He prayed for forgiveness,

Looking up and asking the gods to release him.

To break free the shackles that bound him so tightly.

The restraints that gripped his lungs till he felt he could not breathe,

Suffocated.

Surrounded by a darkness that crept into his soul and left him weak.

He prayed for forgiveness.

That if only the voices that whirled in his mind could stop.

If only he could have peace,

Rest.

His wrongs could not be undone.

He was a man who had made a few mistakes on the way.

xoxo

Chido Dziva Chikwari

This piece was inspired by observation. When you watch the people around you it can sometimes spark emotion within you and then sometimes it’s as if you can also feel their lived experiences. It might be a lot more or less intense in reality but the impact is real.

It’s also amazing how when we are down to the last straw we turn to prayer. Begging God to show up, to help us, to release us.

2 Chronicles 7:14

If my people, who are called by my name, will humble themselves and pray and seek my face and turn from their wicked ways, then I will hear from heaven, and I will forgive their sin and will heal their land.

Keep shining :)