forgiveness
by Deborah Oster Pannell
she sees that no one has considered her needs
she feels left out, and so she strikes out
on the offensive, nostrils flaring
points her finger and makes her case
she has been wronged,
justified in her anger
she will not back down
the accused one is hurt
strikes back with her own righteous indignation
each one's pain bounces off the other's
blossoming quickly into harsh words
echoing into oblivion
profanity rings out
control has been officially lost
forgiveness spiraling out of reach
afterwards i wondered
what could have been done
an entire series of bad choices
rolled out before me
unraveling the calm and peace of the moment
i did not step in
i did not make a case for either one
i watched, sad, curious
wondering what it takes
to feel another's pain first, before your own
like the spiritual approach to the nature of forgiveness, which goes beyond words. an evocative and precise poem.
This is very well done (as you know), Deborah. Perfectly captured with perfect lines, all of it so true.
Thank you Lillian, and Serge, for the comments. I am trying to work with a little more precision, so I'm glad that came through!