My Apology
My Apology
At times we run out of words
Sorry may never be enough in -
Acknowledging our faults
Our shortcomings covers us with fear
So we hide in caves-covered in wounds of failure
Today I have strength to say sorry
Hoping to obtain mercy
Hoping to be forgiven for all our and my shortcomings
We are Folks with faults
Life is faultless but folks who live that life are not flawless
Dig deeper into my soul and spirit-you still find iniquities
I can speak right but spit self-righteousness
Even the truth I am telling you-
Is just a lie that is engraved beneath my skin
My actions are often just a reaction to my dysfunctional
The battle of mind between apprehending and application
Hoping to obtain mercy
Hoping to be forgiven for all our and my shortcomings
At times the bed I sleep on was just created for me
But they say as you prepare a bed-so shall you lay on it
I was taught a perpetual lie as the truth-born in error
Raised from dysfunction environment-trying to be functional –
In my words and actions – often come short
I have been drinking from my ancestral calabash before conception
So I perpetually walk in error-because I always look back
I speak with sincerity hoping to rise into perfection
My ability and disability are at war
Hoping to obtain mercy
Hoping to be forgiven for all our and my shortcomings
Copyright © Anthony Ngabwe | Year Posted 2015
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