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A Poem About Shame

When we don’t look like the images we’re shown

when we’ve never heard a story that sounds like our own

the condemnation is heavy and the lie has grown

I’m a freak

an outcast

ugly duckling


Why would I leave this corner of shadow

show my face, lift my eyes, remove this cloak of pretense

I’m already rejected, thrown aside, turned out cold

there’s no message of joy that relieves the sense

Who will rescue me from this pain?

Who knows me

Desires me

Invites me in from the rain

Only the Lord Jesus

His experience incarnate

With the arms of his people

Through the eyes of his prophets

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