Nothing done did you do,
Can be that easily dismissed...
From the act of you doing it.
And your belief that a forgiveness saves...
Has played out,
For those no longer...
In a forgetting of the past,
To start over again mode.
There is no patience anyone has,
For that kind of self centeredness.
As if you are entitled to do as you please.
Not here.
Not with me.
I can only play a fool for so long.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem