But

But
You lied about me
And left me misunderstood
You seemed to see all the bad in me
And never any of the good

But
You punched my face
And broke my cheek bone
You passed me dying along the road
And you left me alone

But
You killed my father
For a so-called noble cause
You cheered the radio News at Ten
With your vulgar applause

But ...
Jesus said "Father forgive them
For they know not what they do"
Grace has to be more than a cliché
If it is ever going to come true.

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