Here I Am Waiting To Be Forgiven Poem by Mittur Ramprasad

HERE I AM WAITING TO BE FORGIVEN

Left my brother behind, to be with my friends
Ignoring his pleas to come, jumped over the fence
Turning deaf ear, to the cries of a four year old
Didn’t see the moment, blind I was to behold
Lights were not on in the house, it was evening
Shrill sobbing sounds all over, sadness was churning
Heard about the fatal accident, of my beloved brother
Too late to turn back the time, frozen was ether

So many precious moments life had woven
Wasted chances that I have been given
Didn’t live the blessed time feeling brazen
Here I am waiting to be forgiven

Turned on the answering machine to hear the messages
Heard a beseeching voice of an old friend from the ages
Pleading for money caught between stone and hard rock
Didn’t reply soon enough to get him over the gridlock
Read his name in the local paper in obituary column
Recounting in detail how he ended his life of solemn
Cried out loud feeling guilty that will now be forever
Too late to turn back the time, frozen was ether

So many precious

Living I was in my own world far away from home
Uptown life fancy clothes fast cars all the time to roam
Living his final days was my father yearning for glee
Never took heed to visit my aging dad in need of me
Heard my name paged overhead in the cruise ship
After hearing that my dad died quivering were my lips
Helpless feeling nowhere to turn but to die rather
Too late to turn back the time frozen was ether

So many precious