February 21, 2017

sorry, not sorry

i am too old to apologize
for your shortcomings
if you are wrong
not just mistaken,
or unaware,
i'll let the score
stand. you may realize
that what we are becoming
is much more
about the song
of the forsaken,
and that i care
more about the size
of your core
values than a long-
winded, unawakened
puff of air.
you are the pause before
the drop. the prize
we seek is coming
and the door
it enters by is long
awaited. its making
was the prayer
of all the poor
and lost and wronged,
who, despite your hate, will rise.

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