The thing about apologies:
Can make them anytime,
It’s easy to say sorry for
Just any sort of crime;
The only time apologies
Are wasted on your breath
Is when the one they’re meant for has
Already tasted death.
So shed the weight of arrogance,
And swallow all your pride,
You’ll wish you had when someone has
And know: it’s not for everyone.
To see a matter through
Is not a thing for children, it’s
What men and women do.