Regretfully
Words have powers beyond control
and conception
The naïve, may have talent,
But fail to recognize
The anguish of the words
The tragedy that befalls others.
Without thought, the words went on,
I went on
Selfishly, though unknowingly,
I scarred others.
I wounded the souls, their beings.
I know now.
I regretfully apologize,
I am sorry.
Copyright © Michael Degenhardt | Year Posted 2008
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