to the lost sinner
Hey there, do you remember me?
Or do I not even ring a bell?
I think about you all the time
Your face haunts my personal hell.
I’m knocking on your door
Cause you see I’ve got a question.
I heard you were once a Lost Sinner
But recently found your redemption.
I couldn’t help but wonder –
How on Earth is that fair?
That you get to be saved
By Jesus and some prayers.
You see I’m still healing,
Still figuring this thing out,
Still finding what you stole,
Still turning my life about.
I don’t think I’d be mad
If you lived in isolation,
Or if you were at least humble
And didn’t seek validation.
But instead you gloat,
Like you’ve become a new man.
While I still live with the horrors
Of how this all began -
This journey I’ve been on
The one of finding myself,
Since you shattered me in pieces
And threw me into hell.
So you can claim to be redeemed
But redemption’s found through honesty,
And you still lie through your teeth
About your bad deeds and trickery.
Did you think I’d not notice
How you smile when you lie?
Or how you use your new wife
To look like you’re a nice guy?
So you think you’ve been redeemed
And are no longer a sinner,
But until you own up to your past
You’ll never be a winner.
Instead I hope you feel fear
When you hear my name,
Because I embody reclamation
And am no longer young and tame.
Instead I’m a wild women
The kind seeking revenge.
So you better start running
Cause I’m utterly unhinged.
You thought I’d be the bigger person?
The one preaching of forgiveness,
But you got cocky Mr. Sinner,
And you’ve made it my business,
To make sure you’re actually redeemed
By taking responsibility,
And actually paying for your sins
And learning some god damn humility.
If you had shut your mouth
I wouldn’t be on this mission
But you took it one step too far
And now it’s your turn to listen.
I’d hunt you down myself
But you see I speak to Jesus too,
And he said you’re time is coming
Where you're forced to see the truth.
So I’ll just sit back and wait
And trust there’ll be a day
When the divine intervenes
And makes you pay.
Written by Amanda Durocher
11.12.24