She gave me a card
...and the winner is...
Many moons ago
Another demanded
I punish and reject her
For giving me a card
Many moons ago
I refused to harm her
A beautiful human
Many years later
She spoke of a souk
Where an old man
Gave her her first Quran
"I hope you find your answers" he said
Many years later she gave me a song
..."you'll be okay..."
Yesterday
I learned forgiveness
From a man
Who forgives me for being me
Yesterday, I saw four men
Three manipulate
Three control
Three very unforgiving men
Not because of me
But because of them
And one man
Forgave
He does not manipulate
And the winner is
Forgiveness
You'll be okay
Let the inner goddess shine
And
You'll be okay
We have all the answers
Sometimes it takes
The forgiveness or the stand of another
To forgive
To help us take a stand and forgive
Ourselves
And we'll be okay
And the thing is...
The "winner" is...
Us
When one of us forgives
We are all forgiven
When one of us wins
We all win
We'll be okay
...
2 comments:
but, the forgiver dosen't forget ...
memories stay where they belong
Well very abstract really. you who wrote knows :) but quite pertinent end which we all should follow perhaps.
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