Third Time's The Charm
They say good things come in 3’s.
I remembered that sentiment as I dug into my skin 3 times.
In my 3rd attempt to be closer to God, I tried to out do Moses.
“I already have the blood!!” I told God
“Now watch me create the rivers!!”
I forgot, for 3 seconds, that Moses had parted the Red Sea:
That I would have to do 3 times better.
They say good things come in 3’s.
But nothing good ever happens in the morning at 3.
By my 3rd day without sleep,
I was fully prepared to confess my love to you.
3 years something had been forming between us
But I was not willing to have that talk with my parent’s a 3rd time.
So I wrote you 3 letters but sent one.
They say good things come in 3’s.
Like that time it rained 3 days straight
And I didn’t sleep for those 3 nights
Because you were on my mind.
So I wrote you 3 letters
But only sent one.
Because the other two were stained.
Stained with the crimson blood from the 3 rivers,
The ones I had created trying to outshine Moses,
All the while knowing that Moses was my closest path to God.
I prayed, hoping that God would hear my cries and help me,
Help me from making this mistake for a 3rd time.