It’s funny, Lord, isn’t it?
We feel guilty about things we needn’t
And we don’t feel guilty
About things we should,
And few of us would agree
On which was which anyway.
You must get tired of hearing me say,
I suppose you’d rather I did something
About the things I’m sorry for,
Or that I shut up
And learned to live with myself?
You accept me –
So must I.
(from his collection – Sometimes I Weep)