Re sent ment

In resentment

I send the injury you inflicted upon me

Back into myself

Over and over again

And with the anger or resistance I feel

To the pain

It becomes wedded to me

So how can I ever be free?

Far better to acknowledge

This hurt me

I was powerless

And speak up

And perhaps if you will not address it

Or say you are sorry

Hand the pain over to a power

Larger than me

Who sees and knows all

A bible passage reads

Vengeance is mine says the Lord

But God cannot change the past

And humans have free will

So why do we blame God

And can we ever be free

If we cannot find a way

To pour

A healing balm

On our wounds and let them breathe?