He Forgave Poem by Randy McClave

If someone had killed my son
For something that he had did or done,
My heart and my soul would be broken
No words of condolences could ever be spoken.
Of course I would scream and cry and shout
I would be furious without a doubt,
And I know that I would be hurt and for a time lost
And no one could understand the terrible cost.
If from murder I would had lost my child,
I know that I couldn't be rational or calm or reconciled
And I know at that moment all that I would see is red
If anyone had killed my son dead.
But, in revenge I couldn't seek to kill
I instead would seek to forgive and heal,
Do not return evil for evil I truly do believe
Retaliation will never, ever relieve.
When on the cross the son was crucified
Of course the father he cried,
But, he didn't seek revenge to send the murderers to the grave
Unto the murderers, he forgave.

Randy L. McClave