Tears for growth
Forgive my stupid mouth.
The atrocities are worse than war.
Your tears could sooth a thousand armies,
Should they experiance what you’ve shed them for.
I’m sorry, words I never say and seldom feel.
Experiance as I don’t know what to say nor why at all I’m real.
Forgive my stupid mouth and with forgiveness may you heal.
My opinion is a sour crust beside the pizza top of life.
Any facts I may have spoken come with a spread of lies.
© G.P Williamson 2017