Apologia
Blunt words sharp
In rude harp
Can grind flesh
In harsh dash
It is sad
That words mad
Drench more pain
Once again
Wrong words strap
A blunt trap
As hurts sum
Pain that comes
Loose tongue kills
Skin that peels
In wrong vein
Crude torn pain
Just speak soft
Not high loft
Say: "Sorry.
Forgive me."
Leon Enriquez
19 June 2018
Hamlet Place, ACT
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