Am I sorry

I am sorry for what I put you through, 

But I won't stop praising you. 

No matter what mistakes I've made, 

I will give you all the praise. 

I know you are so good to me, 

And in your freedom I must be. 

So I give to caesar what belongs to him, 

The thieving barstools can never win. 

Your richness surpasses the glory of gold, 

The thief when found shall restore seven fold.

I am not seeking forgiveness, 

But allow me to be bold. 

So come what may, I'll take my stripes, 

Knowing you gave it all, to save my life.

It sounds like a cope out!

I broke their rules. 

Now my wife takes the blame,

For me being a fool!