I Was Wrong
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These three seldom spoken words; "I was wrong,"
can numb the sting of emotional pain.
But our egos balk at going along
with sharing the blame; we are far too vain.
We've convinced ourselves that we're always right,
and it offends us to suggest we're not.
Such arrogance often leads to a fight;
stubborn hearts bear the scars of battles fought.
We won't admit that we spoke out of place,
it's inconceivable that we're at fault.
And we will defend our lies, face to face,
flanking the truth with a verbal assault.
"I was wrong" gets replaced with "I love you;"
pride finds no distinction between the two.
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2021
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