If I were to add up all the wrongs
And feed them back into my brain
Then I could crush the rising thoughts
Eternal lies could be explained

If I brought forth and did review
And said farewell to every claim
I could forgive my faded youth
And live a life set free from pain

If I could see beyond my years
And understand the jaded game
Perhaps the pounding of my fears
Could stop and spare me from the shame

If the poison they have sown
Lead falsely known into a vein
And if the victim had but known
The outcome might not be the same

If when I pause to ponder years
Without intent to share the blame
It could be said my time on Earth
Was worth the dangers I have faced

If when I think I might succumb
To face the writing on the wall
I recall the many tasks undone
And promise to fulfill them all

If I were to add up all the wrongs
And feed them back into my brain
It would be to crush the rising thoughts
Eternal lies would be explained

 © 2014 deb davies thorkelson