Poets United Prompt- Forgiveness

You barged into our lives
and your arrival was a curse
from the most wrathful of gods,

You were
maybe an old witch,
filled with bitterness,
for benevolent people
cast a ray of light
on your bubble of darkness;
and you were blinded.

You came,
with curses in your mouth
and weepy tales of times bygone,
immersed with sadness so constricting
that you failed to see
the sun still rises in the east.

How could we share your sadness?
We don't live in bubbles so small
that we see only the black within:
we live in psychedelic now.
We fear the darkness
and dread the abyss
we'd be dragged in
if we'd sit with you to listen
to those weepy tales of times bygone.

We are cruel in our fear
and we know it.
Can that in you
which remains untouched by evil
forgive us?