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.