I regret
And let
People to know
Where I was supposed to go
Since I went in wrong direction
It had bearing on my action
I was about to loose affection
With strong hostile reaction
So I prefer to admit
And greet
People with frankness
And admit lapses on face
"Forgive from the heart" the legend says
It is greatest noble arts of all
It makes you to feel at top
The gesture is appreciated non stop
I readily confess before all
When feel at bottom of the call
It offers one form tonic and energy
I take it as blessings from an almighty
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