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Love the Sinner, Hate the Sin

poem transcript under the cut

[transcript: “In the evenings, I wash him, cleanse the sins off his skin until he’s mine again. Watch the blood soak the soil and feed the hungry Earth. He is the poor criminal and I the forgiving judge. He is reborn, purified, made a man again.

At night, I take him to Heaven. I have the key to the gates and I let us both in. We are alone there, with no witnesses to judge the sinner’s presence in an angel’s arms.

In the morning, we reach earth again. His skin is no longer bright from yesterday’s cleansing. It is dark and dull again, preparing itself for what it knows will come next. There is no use in cleaning him. Still, I know I will do it again and again.

In the afternoon, I lose him again. The blood dirties his skin once more. He has forgotten yesterday’s ritual. I watch him break my heart once more and still I know I will forgive him for it.

In the evening, I wash him again, make him a man and claim him as my own. I will take him to Heaven once more. I will make him the angel I know him to be. He is not the blood that stains the water or the agonized screams of dying men. He is my angel. Tonight, I will open the gates and I will let him in again. [/end transcript]