And grace

slapped me

                      across the face

                                              and I didn’t know

what to do 

                      with it.

I tried to give it back ‘cuz I didn’t want it,

but, oh, grace knew me better than that.

I tried to give it back ‘cuz I didn’t deserve it,

but grace knew herself well as well.

                                              The skin on my cheeks started 

tingling,

                     burning- 

                                              sudden, foreign, 

strange, 

                    “Make it stop!”

But we can’t make such strength do nothing,

and grace was after me,

so I ran, but, oh, it was before me too-

Alpha, Omega,

“I am that I am”.