Guilt (Poem)

Guilt

A poem by Jon Erath

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Guilt

It’s always there,

Not helped by the voices always repeating

Always repeating

What I’ve done

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They say it’s nothing,

But I can’t forget

No, I can’t forget

What I’ve done

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Uncontrollable rage towards my family

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They say it’s okay

That they have forgiven me

That God has forgiven me

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So who am I to question God?

I have done many wrong things

But, now, I am on the path for good

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1 Comment

  1. John Bryan

    The capacity for guilt is always great.

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