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Oh bitter yellow sorrow
Of pain and death and bile.
The Death Watch has begun.
In his Hundred Years of living
He never said “I’m sorry”.
I told him “I forgive you”
I said “I thank you for
All you have done.”
But Papa* never said
“I’m sorry”
Never said “It was me,
I am the one.”
Not Papa. No, not my Papa.
In One Hundred Years
He never said “I’m sorry.”
And now the Death Watch
Has begun.
He lived a life of
Gentle kindness …
And deceitful nasty guile.
I am filled with a
Bitter yellow sorrow
Of pain and death and bile.
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*Bear’s note: Papa was my step-father
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