To all those who I’ve wronged in the past year (in honor of Yom Kippur)
To all those who I’ve wronged in the past year,
I would like to offer a surrender, and a truce.
First and foremost, the surrender: I give up
Trying to guard against your pain with my justifications.
One is flesh, the other iron; only one set of arms
Will ever truly grow, or heal.
I accept your reality, and mine, as sovereign
Over my concepts and ideals.
After a surrender, a truce is not mine to ask,
But the logic of mercy is not the rules of war.
Therefore, I would like to invite you and I to join forces
And take sides against my arrogance, ignorance,
Cowardice and sin. I’ll lead the charge,
If you’ll lend your fire to the forge.