Fight Song

July 11, 2015 - Poetry

I’m Tempest tossed, but not yet lost,
I sit and look at you.
Your face a case of full disgrace,
Ashamed to look at you.
Could I realize within your eyes
The time I hurt you?
Or will I sit, like a chicken shit
And just blame you?
Thin my hide, swallow my pride
Apologize to you?
I offer my peace for sweet release
Of my guilt to you.
Oh please accept without regret
My kind words to you.
I’m on my knees, oh please, oh please
Fully begging you.
I know I’m dumb, a cad, a bum
Not good enough for you,

That’s right you say, and good day!
I’ve had enough of you!

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