Apologies Were Whispers.

I shall embark
With lies that stir emotions
Trying to ignite a spark
For you, dear soul, I shall weave a tapestry of remorse
To convey the weight of my guilt
Then let it gently unfurl.

I’ve borrowed some time, and I confess
I am sorry I called,
I tried living for a reason
But rebirth takes your will

The world unfolded, and fate called me
Yet this thought, wild and restless
It emerged in my mind,
And compelled me to seek comfort
Within your heart’s confines.

In the vast expanse of life
We yearn to connect
To find peace
In the presence of oblivion

So I dared to glimpse into our sacred past,
Now squashed and stifled
I can’t control it
My face is grey
My heart is burning

It’s logic that stopped the war
And let the peaceful go to work
Apologies were whispers
Feeble and late
The generals had no remorse
And governments gloat
Soldiers sport their pine overcoats

I wish to disrupt war’s delicate ballet
Yet my longing to share this sentiment led me astray
So take these words as tokens
Of my sincere regard
As I express anguish, deeply scarred
The young have the power to mend
The old are weak or dead
Only emotions remember them.

Steve Halstead