Musings of a Fallible

You can laud, and preach

You can rave and sing

the virtue of rapprochement,

of leaving the doors open,

for one last chance.

Begging for love and affection ?

Willing to forgive and forget,..... a,quid pro quo ?

But then, be known, its sucks to be

smacked ,kicked and spat upon- when you are down ,fallen!

tis easy to extol -

knowing not the pain of trample on your soul ,

and that of your loved.

You may have a reason contrary, my friend, you can have one.

But the mauled mangle festers deep within,

 till the day of reckon..

Fallible though to some, but lesser mortal I’m.