Try to forgive somebody other's fault –
And you will fail: because the accusation
Consumes itself in every cell of time
While aiming at an unexpected victim.
The tiny sense of unpronounced words
Will bubble and explode at close quarters,
If you insist on taking the reward
Of being undiscovered by the heaven.
Therefore relax and build yourself a drink,
Look at the liquid till it comes to pink
And don't hesitate to make another
One: since you've made your step to reconcile
You put yourself in auto-changing file
That will re-fix you – or remix you rather.
