Self Forgiveness:

Ours is the walking wounded
on every face we see
on every street we walk
the faces tell a million lines
a thousand stories
each person everyone
living in fear of the coming
of another day
where and when how and why
does it do this say it so
reflections paused no time to stop
must race on to the next point
nothing taken nothing gleaned
and so each line
that of the walking wounded
left to track and trace
upon their face....