I grew weary of apologizing
To the world
And to myself,
For myself.
My parents said,
"We never had any luck."
That apology.
He said,
"You have a nice face, it's too bad you're . . ."
That apology.
My children said,
"Mommy, why are you different?"
That apology.
I said,
"I'm a cripple."
That apology.
I declare now to hell with apologies!
I am God's own,
Life's own,
My own.
No apologies.
Murielle Minard
West Palm Beach, Florida
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