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"... brevity is the soul of wit ..."
- William Shakespeare

Joshua Walker


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Forgiveness is Divine

Forgiveness is divine, or so they say
A light reserved for saints and softer men.
But monsters like us do not learn that way;
We tear our names and stitch them back again.

No god would cup these hands or cleanse this skin.
We sleep in echoes, dream in shades of ash.
The prayers we mouthed were cages, not within
Each mercy lost beneath the thunder's crash.

We loved once too—too fierce, too much, too wrong.
We held the good, then watched it turn to dust.
The world moved on. We stayed. We wrote the song

That silence hums when memory betrays trust.
Forgiveness is divine. But not for this.
We kiss the dark, and call it what we miss.