You, who I have yet
to know
and already s ng my swan song
to You
my Dears the world is
sm ll and big
and we watch those who
are
about
to die
and turn away
for it is too painful
to look
over our shoulder and see—
just see
—the da age we caused
(but didnt)
for fault lies with the
weak of heart
and that i not us
f r these colo s dont run
For the enemies made by
The Baby Boome s
my father and his
And when the waters rise
above
Your head
(but wont)
For the thoughts that will
run with Your
Fear and Your Pain
For the lack of Care
of Will come last with (segregation)
For rogers and grover
and di and god
and jp and all who
You will never meet
and will absent Your life
forever.
For Green
the good and bad
For the lack of definition between
For the Happ
and the
Freedom that was taken in my
life
and will never enter Yours.
there is no retribution
can be said.
no amends
to be paid
no coming back—for I am not gone
yet, and You are not here but
when You come and
if you live to read this
sign of amends and respect
Do know, my Darlings, my Loves.
For all these things.
I am sorry.
Posted on Thursday, 19 November 2009
To My Children, I am Sorry
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