imagine all of your memories of mistakes that you made
played over in your mind like the loop of a tape.
do my mother’s regrets, for which she lost rest,
do they keep you awake at night?
could you tell me that father?
do your memories haunt you, sir?
or are you content with what you left behind?
i will be with my mom at the end of her life,
but sir i will not be for yours.
you’ve done nothing to earn it and frankly,
you don’t deserve it, so you won’t be receiving that reward.
there are people who’s names are passed down generations,
and sir, yours is not one of them.
consider it a consequence of a mistake that you made,
for which there will never be amends.