I wish I could talk about

forgiveness in an age when

nothing is gone except

our souls that are blunted

by the noise of always on.


I wish I could moralise and teach,

and be preacher man, calling

across the gulf for forgiveness

and understanding in a time

of confusion about what’s

right and wrong, true and false.


I wish I could but forgiveness

has often alluded me in my

penchant to judge and my

self-righteous egoistic thinking

that I’m always correct.


So in the wishing I look not to me,

not to charming but hollow quotes

from sages down the ages,

but to those with no good reason

to forgive but do so anyway.