I'm Sorry (For All The Things We Couldn't Do) Poem by Pierre Rausch

Language made it impossible to interview
Trying to capture interesting faces
It was approaching noontime
And don't waste your energy

I'm sorry for all the things we couldn't do
I'm sorry for all the things I couldn't explain
I've invited you over for all these things
I'm sorry for all the things we couldn't do

Revolution is an ultimatum
My father prayed for ten days
He started to think that the government might change
It's a quick meeting at the office

I'm sorry for all the things we couldn't do
I'm sorry for all the things I couldn't explain
I've invited you over for all these things
I'm sorry for all the things we couldn't do

One last time, one last spot
There's no justification for suffering
There, you were waiting for one last time
One last spot at the local office