It makes us human,
And if I have caused a disappointment,
Purged one of emotion,
Caused a fear, too steep to climb,
From a deep crevasse of dark abyss,
It’s was not my wish to hold back the years.
All I can do is try is erase; ask and forgive
Taking all the sorrow and fearing
Upon my shoulder, without resisting
And to be human enough,
To let it go.