The Irremovable Guilt
Nobody has a spotless conscience,
in some point of their life it got stained
and certain mistakes were made, and words
were lashed out with uncontrollable mischief;
and doesn't that contempt refuse to leave...
until the root of the reason is found?
The irremovable guilt can destroy us
to a great extend and cause restlessness!
A valuable life was lost, because we failed
to pay attention to glances and gestures,
and preoccupied with our social status,
to add more vitality to our image,
we didn't lift their grave sorrow, never attempted to understand;
and how will we know that we are forgiven, if no voice is heard?
Be alert, distract heart and hear someone's need,
try to read any alarming thought before they speak,
and to avoid another loss, intercede at the instance,
and intercept the vibes and emotions that lead to an inhuman deed;
forget the unintentional harm done and reflect on an immediate change,
find that solution in your untapped wisdom and be not swayed by error again;
and in your search for humility and understanding: you will find the kindest friend,
who will share your triumphs and defeats to invent the irony of a laugh!
Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci
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