The Unapologetic Apology To My Mother (A Eulogy To My Erstwhile Self Guilt) Poem by Maurice Harris

Please forgive me Mom, as I endeavored to provide you aegis-
Just as you e'er sought to keep me in from all of the Darkness;
Mom, I am so very sorry that my trauma was your's as well;
I am so sorry that the lunacy of others 'put you through Hell'.
I cannot help but feel the guilt that I've felt, - and still do;
The mere fact that I served as the means by which you
Were caused so much angst and unfathomably grievous pain,
Tells me that naught may truly be done-either now, or e'er again;
My rational mind knows that my guilt is horribly misplaced-
Yet, the true logic of my rational mind, has not erased
This scourge, this anguish that I do now, feel;
These very words are but one way in which I deal
With how little sense it must really make, to all around:
That where I am now lost, yet, I have really been found.