Lament of the Witness I
- My youthful indescretions haunt me.
- In the eyes of my children
- and in their own mistakes.
- How can I communicate what I have learned?
- unless I somehow can communicate this;
- In my aching bones, I am reminded
- Of Youthful stupidities.
- I thought I was indestructible.
- And My elder stupidities hurt even more.
- I have lied
- I have run away from what I feared.
- And now I pay.
- And now I pray.
- And now I ask:
- Said I:
- Why do you call me, to meet you?
- At this same place I tarry
- Pointing out a path
- You and I might have taken sooner?
- Then you send me a human messenger
- Quoting old and dusty tomes
- Written by mere men.
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