Eight Thousand Words

A comedian? He's looking more like a deer in headlights
This ain't no comedy club full of people and drinks
Already bubbling to laugh and have a good night
These are imprisoned women facing,
6 years, 7 years, maybe even life.
He can't know how much they miss their kids
Their parents and even their grandchildren
They don't wan to open up, not even a little
Some, pretending to listen
Aren't really there, instead on a battlefield
Against scars and addictions
Does he really think his gift can be accepted here?
But yes
An unexpected grin breaks surface
The permanent frown is rapidly erased
A surprised laugh is omitted
And the aloof look is defaced
Laughter is boiling and emotions are sheer
A hand on a back or tear
Are just mere signs of acceptance and friendship
The intention is harmless with no hatred in gear
With laughter in their hearts
Their ears are finally open
To not only a speech, but a heartfelt devotion
The realization has kicked in
On where they are
What transformations can happen, and where they can begin
Repentance and regret hang on surrendering hands
Sisters in Christ are becoming new again
Their sins are wiped away along with the shame
They have declared war against wrong
A newfound love for Christ has been set aflame
Now that the truth is something that they know
It's not so difficult to finally let go
Guilt and pain escape their changed souls in the form of tears
Satan's hold in dissolved
And Christ's is premiered.