Yaphet Kotto
The Weight of Remorse
Since when is it over?
Overwhelmed with defeat
Perhaps a chance for
Mistakes is threatening
Downsize your loss
Propelled by my greed
Means just getting one more chance
One more chance to ridicule me
Each arm posed, the blood
Holds still
How will I
How will I know?
We used to sit
Together, eyes locked
Anticipating
Each time we'd meet
Each arm posed
The blood spills
Help them
Through the night (The martyr takes a step)
Are they close? (Takes a step towards)
(Towards the unexpected)
Do they know (Floating down)
(Floating down, no one in sight)
About it? (No one in sight)
I don't doubt it (No one in sight)
Now all there is
To look forward to
Is your
Is your
Now all there is
To look forward to
Is your
Anti participation