Your Heart-Felt Apology - Poem by Maurice Harris
I may not help that you and I share a last name-
Still, that I have loathed you is a source of much shame;
Our tenuous connection makes me no more to blame
Than any other, yet, I feel so, still the same.
My self-imposed guilt, though without ration or reason,
Has served as my own fragile heart's treason.
From beyond the grave, you have thieved-
For what you stole, many nights I have grieved-
And grieve still I shall, for as long as I may live;
Whence I am able, I shall offer all I may give,
So as to recompense for what you have done-
Your deeds I shan't forget, but my forgiveness you have won.
You are my Father, I am your Son-
I will be your heart-felt apology, as you offered none!
-Maurice Harris,27 December 2010
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