Forgiveness from Shadow Puppets by Spencer LaJoye

As your curtain falls
In a care home or big city hospital
If you haven’t given it yet to me
I’ll let you keep it all


Some people have a lot
Just slips through our fingers like salt and water
Out of his eyes as he strikes his daughter and his only son resembles his father
We give it away before hearing “I’m sorry”


Maybe yours was plundered and cursed
By somebody first who needed it worse
At the end, if you’re poor and I’m rich with this currency
I’ll be a socialist


As your curtain falls
And I study your hands in the hospital
I understand if you keep the rest
If you need whatever’s left


Some people have a lot
Just seeps through our chests like holy wine
At the end, if you’re poor and I’m rich and there’s time
I’ll give you some of mine

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