Omission is a sin still,
mid inevitables,
twixt choices,
because of what we can
and what we can't.
It is grievous.
It'll send you to hell.
There is no redemption.
The lost opportunity can never,
gone ever to present itself again.
Consolation may be.
In what? a present, a word?
Not that either.
Because of ends.
Because of death.
Penance is knowing
that you have sinned,
that you live with it,
that people keep living,
or dying,
knowing and missing what you,
had you but.
Remorse there is none.
Not a pain--a luxury one could feel.
Guilt indeed in deed.
You know, and others, too.
Shame it all.
And I talk not
of just Darfur.
