I would pay much more than I can ever afford
To undue the harm I have done.
Maybe God makes us bad at first
So we'll be better in the long run.
If I could only have done what now makes sense,
And rewrite my own history book;
I'd use the advantage I was than denied-
The gift of a backward look.
The one who committed these foolish deeds,
Wasn't me, but someone else in my body.
Now I hope I'm more mature and enlightened
And a little less morally shoddy.
You may have been hurt by the venom I've uttered
By the sting of my black poison tongue.
If I only knew then how I would feel
On the day I was no longer young.
Hurt might you have been by my words
But not nearly so much as I.
In your world, they may have long ago faded;
But in mine, they will never die.
Time never gives us a second chance.
It does, but it's no quite the same.
Time can change your heart and your will,
But it can never undo your shame.
Well expressed thoughts and feelings nicely brought forth in persuasive expressions from the heart. An insightful rendition set aside for sober reflection. Thanks for sharing, Jon.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Good poem! Jesus forgives our sins when we repent, then he remembers our sins no more.