harshness

they say hatred is no solution to heal an old wound.

they avoid looking into my eyes,

heads looking in another direction while begging for my forgiveness,

denying the hurt their words brought upon me,

forgetting that even a just ‘you’ can shake the strongest,

forgetting that we are supposed to be equal,

believing their wrongs would eventually fade,

man-kind keeps on uttering words so beautifully wrong in this symphony of life