Just some random poetry

Forgive my Guilt(rewritten)

Not always sure what things called sins may be

I am sure of a sin that I have made right

I was just a boy and they were just two birds

But as my gun went out between the frost flowers

My heart went out as well......To the animals whose lives I had the power to take

I scrambled up and ran to them

Praying that they were still in the land of the living

Their cries of distraught high and sharp as glass shards 

Slicing through my heart as I ran to bring them in

I must preserve their lives.......to preserve my conscience........to preserve my sanity

And as I led them in whispering comforting words

I towed the weight of my sins toward my home

I nursed them

I fed them

I doctored them

Until they were ready to be  released

And as they flew away, weightlessly supported by the wind

I prayed that my guilt be forgiven by all things airy and beautiful