In the dark, narrow road a horse followed him like a starving dog
Its rib cage was showing, and the horsey face had the sad look
Of one unable giving vent to the eternal grief of being a burden.
He walked into the church found a confession boot and began
Talking, as he did a strange light filled the boot and he understood
Everything, without consciousness he would not be human,
Only like a psychopath who feels nothing and has no emotions.
Lifted by the revelation and said aloud: “I’m a human being.”
The burden was left behind the horse had gone he was forgiven
by his acceptance of being a humble person who did the best he could
in the journey through life.