Pick Axe

A Spell for Redemption {an incantation for death row} :: You’ve learned the hard way that it doesn’t work to say “I’m sorry” with violence. Will someone see someone new in you? Incant the following :: I got my mama up above. I filled my angry heart with love. My hands no longer bear the splinters of despair, where the pickaxe chafed for the want of a glove. God, grant me reprieve.