Sorry

by Conrad Ridgestone

There are only so many things you can be sorry about
until your sorries seep out of you like sap out of a tree
I’m sorry
I’m sorry
I’m sorry
Everyone is sorry in their own way
Everyday
They’re sorry to their kids, to their lovers and to their friends
Sorry they didn’t come, didn’t leave and didn’t stay.
Sorry they didn’t have enough time, gave too much time. They’re sorry.
It’s pouring out all over the place and if you don’t bring your cup there won’t be any sorries left for the rest of us.