Mephibosheth

Hello there? Story Story? Don't be mean. I think you should say, "story come" and take a sit. Do you remember when I told you not to cast out that one stone? Do you remember when I told you not to judge what you thought was wrong? I clearly remember saying you were playing with the wrath of my soul, and the battles you created for me came and went just like songs you loved. You were so judgmental. Well, I hate to break it to you that I broke all the shackles that you used to immobilize me, Shackles of making me feel useless and unwanted... helpless and depression. It was not that easy but with big dreams comes a heavy price. I wasn't there and time didn't have my back. I pleaded for mercy. I pleaded for extra time for my mama, but you didn't care. I always believed that everything happens for the good of those who love God. My mama didn't make it. It took me by surprise to realize I took so long to return to see her happy. My world crashed to my crippled feet. Tears broke from their cages and created a tsunami of sorrow. I cried all day long, then started seeking refuge from the unknown. That pain made me so strong I stood for my man though I hated every creature that stood under the sun. I am Mephibosheth. Do you remember me? One moment we were fighting, then we are hating and love never won.

We were trying to patch up things between us from the rooftop contemplating on who should jump first. Your angel had sent death to take one of us. I could see a glimpse of hope from your eyes only to realize it was you who had set me up. My father called my name out loud, gave me out as his son, then they called me Mephibosheth, so I stood by his words. Your bitter hateful army came out with arrows after smelling defeat not knowing they were aiming at the god; I sat down with my patience. I was watching their fall. Vengeance took me the crippled as I was running to hide, I saw what they did to my family, so I took cover for shade. "Teach me with patient" I was praying to God after killing all my dreams and my father too. I was mourning my father before he was buried then my journey begun. I could no longer run. I was crippled but the mercy of "live for another day" carried me to the barren land and hide me under the big tree roots and you won. Do you remember me now? 

Two years later I had started healing. I was still hiding under the big tree roots where your agony left me. Footsteps were closing in and I heard someone call out my name, so I answered back, "who is calling my name and what do you want from me?" I crawled out and saw you. "You again? I swear I wanted to slit your throat, but I couldn't because I could not stand. I didn't want anything to do with you. I could see you talking but I could not hear what you were saying. I was boiling from inside. Now look at us. Here we are dining at the same table. First you destroy me, and my people then invite me to dine and wine with me as a gesture of love, seeking forgiveness. Well, I am here because I had sworn to come for you. what you did to me I had promised to come and do it to you because I had vengeance in my own blood. You have just made it easier for me by inviting me. Do you remember me now for real?