Armor Me, Yahweh!

Forgiveness is for when
Those grudges come back
those sins committed against you
They beat their wings around your mind like a flock of
old grackles caught in the rafters
until you
Remember: shoo them out the door; maybe
Clean a bit of guano off the carpet... and
Contrition is for
When the devil runs a picture show on the tox-screen
of your brain: your unpardonable stupid-ass idiotic
much regretted self-centered history, the
Locust-eaten times you wish you could take
Back. "All is forgiven," Jesus says; and I try for
Penance, Amends,
amendment of life.
These were ideas when walking the dog today
Sun glinting off her golden terrier coat.
Armor me, Yahweh!
Faith puts out these burning darts.