Wednesday, March 9, 2011

I have ruined you
I have ruined you
What apology is there
When nothing can be done
There will be hell to pay
And forgiveness to beg
I have ruined you
Little boy, we're blood
And besides that, love
What have I done
I thought my talks with
Our Father
Were private lamentations
And I have ruined you now
When will it stop
Who set it in motion
I don't want to shoulder this blame
There's just so much of it
And as it towers precariously over me
I can only hold so much on my head
Before it kills me
I don't want to die guilty
I don't want to offend my ancestors
I don't want to live in the shadow of shame
What have I done

1 comment:

  1. Dearest Genny, why haven't you told me that you are such an amazing poet?!

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