Dear Friends,
I inked this piece somewhere around Christmas of year 2008 sitting on the last table at Open Hand, Varanasi.
Since the begining I've been a sinner,
So is everybody else,
but that doesn't make me a winner
Here I am at the beginning of new year,
Writing all my sins, remembering past errors.
Oh! Jesus forgive me, I stand naked before you
For this is how you made me, as a young child
I pray for forgiveness when I lost my innocence
My eyes were greedy and lust took over me
Lies were in the air to get some salt share
Oh! Jesus forgive me I stand before you naked.
Make me like a rose, fresh, red and carpet clean.
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