Redemption Poem by Peter Madden

life...

its not about what we have done...
or what mistakes we have made..
the hurts we have given..
we all do these things..
from time to time..

shall we be judged only from our pasts?
should there be no hope for redemption..
can we not make amends for our fickle heart...
like a soldier whos killed in defense of the realm..
cannot he be allowed to bring joy and hope to others...
or is he condemend in his own heavy heart..
by the guilt he carries...

or is the very fact he bares his burden..
proof that hes good soul inside..
a child hurt in an adults nightmare...
crying alone in the hours before the dawn..
unable to look his own children in their eyes..
how does he tell them part of daddys gone..
it died upon a distant mountain side..

to easy is it for us to judge..
but let him without sin cast his stone..
we are who we are at this moment..
never to late to walk a different path..
to find a new destiny...
and seek redemption...