“I don’t need to be forgiven/ For something I haven’t done /Not for wanting my family/ To find their place in the sun”
The thing is, many of us can relate-
they feel like neighbours, like friends,
not quite mere mortals, no
yet truly human, imperfect, like all of us,
ambitious, yet kind, unlike many of us.
Full of hunger: their feet on this Earth.
I see them and see the every day-
not a fiction, manufactured,
the future, dignified.
Simple gestures: pass the ball,
don’t look back; go for it
there is no i without u
no matter what
they are not on their own.
They don’t need to be forgiven
for what they did not do.
Instead we should thank them for this present-
the gift of beauty, pride and hope.
This is not all about us.
I think of Achilles- he, too, had to learn to lose.
We still sing of the Greek hero:
they, too, have won renown,
their legacy -so young!-
already does live on.