Went to the redemption center
to drop off my pile of regrets
The long haired hippie behind the counter
asked me if needed a little help
I insisted I could handle the load myself
being the proudly independent type
He seemed a tad put off by my refusal
with a look of profound disappointment
So he gently asked me again if I needed him
“Jesus Christ!” I said, “Please leave me be!”
With that he bowed his head and proclaimed
“Thou knowth who I be and yet ye reject me?”
Then he faded transparent and vanished
and my dark soul filled with white light
The redemption center is now my cathedral
where I gladly seek the support I once spurned
In our lonely little world of isolation
We need all the crutches we can find
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