Why Did I

A few days past, at a stop sign
Eager to hit the road,
Waiting at the back of the line
And obligated to return by nine.
To my hypocrisy, this is an ode.

See, I hope for a world of giving
Where needs are always met
Where sins can find forgiving
And all are peacefully living
Though I’ve done something I regret.

For, as I pulled up to the street
I was approached by another,
Who wore no shoes upon his feet
I thought a thought of pure conceit,
How could I call you, brother?

He raised a soiled hand to wave
His weary eyes found mine
If I’d had cash I might’ve gave
But sit and talk, I wouldn’t brave.
Certainly, he’d be fine.

See, I hope for a world of giving
Where needs are always met
Where sins can find forgiving
And all are peacefully living
So how did I forget?

I hit the gas and sped away
And watched in the rear-view
Why I did it, I can’t convey
And in the mirror he faded away
A scene I’ll ever rue.

If anything within my mind
His form is amplified
Hauntingly, the thing I find,
within guilt’s prison, now confined
I nurse remorse unsatisfied.

See, I hope for a world of giving
Where needs are always met
Where sins can find forgiving
And all are peacefully living
So why did I forget?
Why did I forget?

4/20/15
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Konos Avatar
May 1, 2015 at 1:11 PM
WOW....You're simply a WOW
Grahamburglar Avatar
May 1, 2015 at 4:09 PM
I'm simply going to assume that's a good thing. Haha, thanks Judy, glad you like it.
Memon Avatar
April 22, 2015 at 5:51 PM
Touchy!
Micheals Avatar
April 22, 2015 at 7:27 AM
Love it . . . Awsome!
Nunez Avatar
April 21, 2015 at 9:40 PM
A scene more common than we care to admit! This is hypocrisy bared at its most ugly state. An awesome introspect. Do not be dismayed by the lack of comments, I almost didn't, myself. One sees in your words our vulnerable truth, and cower in shame. Need I mention the 7?
Grahamburglar Avatar
April 21, 2015 at 9:57 PM
Thank you so much for your thoughtful response, your encouraging words, and your generous rating. I really do appreciate that you took the time.
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