Why Didn't I Do Something Sooner?

Sun, 02/11/2018 - 15:19 -- Joistur


The old man in the wheel chair at the art gallery last month,

You said I was in your way, and then you called me ignorant,

And I wanted to say I'm sorry,

But I knew my words did not make up for it.



The old man on the bus standing in the aisle,

You called me a stupid American, and yelled at me to give up my seat,

And I honestly did not see you, and I didn't realize I was in the priority seat,

Why didn't I see you? Why didn't I realize?


Sorry doesn't cut it,

And sorry isn't the answer,

Why didn't I do something sooner?

How could I have been so unaware?

Where was my voice when I needed it?



The homeless person standing on the street corner,

You asked me for change, and I had none,

But I didn't even have the guts to look you in the eye and say


"I'm sorry."



All the people I've screwed over,

I'm sorry.

This poem is about: 
My community
Our world


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