Mean Thoughts Poem by Amanda Eckols

Am I a mean person for the thoughts that I think?
If I say nothing about them, but they cannot be unthought?
Does the fact that I think demand I be condimed?
Or can I be forgiven for my unintentional sin?
If I do not move a muscle to make them real,
can I real go on as if they where never there?
But if I where to act on the grievous thoughts
then I could seek of those I have hurt,
and I would know just what they thought.