Out the Gate

some people are too sorry

to apologize so they tell lies

somewhere in another life

leaving their fingerprints

all over their mistakes

some cry

some scream

some bleed

some dream

I know them all

see them when they fall

wish I could help them

in my crawl

wishing I could help them all

when they call

only one doing what 1 can do

one is enough

when one can transform

into more than two

onward in the night

and the morning too