And you didn't mind
breaking the little boy's heart
casting all your fears on him
denying still your part
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even though he's grown now
forgiveness is not a thought
gracing your mind, is it
honoring the hell that you wrought
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I think if you knew the power in
just saying those two few words
killing the shadows of all that hurt
leaving behind all those occurred
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maybe just maybe it might be enough
not changing at all the past, but
overlooking the shame of his fears
pretending your words and actions had not cut
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questions remain in all of our souls
reckoning why you could be so cruel
sifting through memories and
teeming hot, burning coals to that fuel
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unless either justice or mercy prevail
vicious tears still flow down his sad face
wishing for only something so small as to
(e)xplaining the possibility, in your power, to erase
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You could, if only, it was within your cold, cruel heart
Zi is Chinese for son, he wasn't yours, so you wanted no part
About the Creator
Shirley Belk
Mother, Nana, Sister, Cousin, & Aunt who recently retired. RN (Nursing Instructor) who loves to write stories to heal herself and reflect on all the silver linings she has been blessed with :)
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