Monday, October 3, 2016

Memoirs of Arrogance

Dear friend,

How arrogant was I?

A fellow sojourner,

Intelligence, above all.

Someone who knew how to make it in this world.

Someone who had brilliance and relatability.

I betrayed your trust.

Now, drunk and alone,

I feel the loss of what once was.

Your friendship, your companionship.

My greed would take,

Afraid to lose an opportunity,

A moment.

For it all vanishes anyway.

Words on a page simple cannot undo.

You forgave me long ago.

Placing joy in my soul for I know you are free.

But as for me,

I am plagued with the actions I have performed.

And forever will be.

Your friend of long ago,


<SI> Scott Izu, PhD
Copyright October 2016

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