What I Meant

My skin thick enough to withstand
w/ out brothers
I alone
One man

Life is fragile and fraile
Never guaranteed
Yet together we proceed
At speeds
Relatable to a snail

I only meant good from my mouth to Gods ears
Trading hope for despair
w/ vision impaired
I dared
Tried to do it alone and I’m grateful you’re here

We forgive those who feel they don’t deserve
But if they don’t forgive
Themselves w/ themselves they live

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