Forgiveness was not my request
solicitation as a bequest
from damnation imagined by
those without a reference to my life
the offer smacks of hyperbole
a bargain made with misery
based on assumptions without a care
for the lives cast to disrepair
to be washed from myself
cleansed until nothings left
has no attraction if life awaits
beyond the judgment of conjured fates
deny the pardons filled with fault
creating guilt where there is none
clemency offered asks one to admit
the sum being is villainous.
© 2019. Sean Green. All Rights Reserved.20191229.
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