EPISTOLA FRATRI MEO

EPISTOLA FRATRI MEO
[Letter to my brother]

I am nothing more than who I am
I know my strengths and limitations
yet somehow I’ve failed
to meet others’ expectations.

Always judged but rarely judgmental,
I’ve spent a lifetime nailed
to one cross or another.
I’ve lived by my own golden rule
and I do unto others
what they have done to me.

My heart may be tender
My character of a nature kind
But I am no fool:
I am not blind to treachery
and can clearly see
a Judas trying to undo me.

My Soul is as clean as
a good man’s soul can be:
filled with the sins of humanity,

Yet you tell me
and say to all
as my days fade away
that I am bound to Hell
for rejecting Augustine, Aquinas
and Paul.

But Christ is in my heart
and forever on my mind.
I doubt ,wonder and fear,
pray to keep my sanity
and I agonize
as the end draws near.
But what better Soul
than the soul of a good man.

Kryste, eleison