Forgiveness

I cannot beg forgiveness for
All the flotsam on the shore
It rides the waves in giant throw
And crashes down in garbage snow.

An avalanche of villainy
An anabranch of gluttony
Spiced with peppers arrogance.
Spread on breads extravagance.

It’s in the purse of human vile
In an agony of style
And shows its view of hydras head
Until it stops and is quite dead

I cannot beg forgiveness for
The nature of my human floor
Born into survival mode
I live and die within its code.

There is no way to heavens goal.
Except through symbol like my soul.

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