While tragedies are sung nightly and the obituaries read quite leisurely,
I am eating or drinking coffee or just laying dully relaxed.
Then how everything changes!
When I apologize to Hope for holding her back from those who quietly despair
Wrapped in their sorrows under a heavy blanket.
When I apologize to Necessity for not providing for her when she called on me.
When I apologize to Happiness for feasting on milk and honey with bread,
While others mire in weeping and wailing under the oppressing unforgiving hunger.
When I apologize to the needy for thinking their plight's a news report happening elsewhere.
When I apologize to Time for squandering her like water through my fingers.
When I apologize to Syria, I did forget you while caught up in my own selfishness.
Forgive me, for the wounds I caused you with my indifference.
When I apologize to Heaven for condemning them to the dark abyss of war.
When I apologize to Thirst for not rushing with water & sharing it with parched lips.
Then how everything changes when I apologize!
- Author: rrodriguez ( Offline)
- Published: April 19th, 2020 04:35
- Comment from author about the poem: The point of the poem is indifference. Furthermore, it is not only to apologize but to do something about it even if it is in our own little corner of the world.
- Category: Sociopolitical
- Views: 21
Comments1
It certainly does rr, we must apologise for our inherent faults.
Andy
Thank you, Andy! Your comments are appreciated.
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