APOLOGY IS POLICY

What makes you think your words will reverse
The tear in a broken man's universe
A smile and handshake; all is well
Don't forget I will see you in hell
Reservation in my name; table for two
If I fall and suffer, then so will you

The damage has been done, the scars remain
Nothing in his universe will ever be the same
Apology has become policy, that is clear
To think for one minute, if I lend you my ear
About pitiful words that fall like the rain
Then you return to deliver someone else’s pain.

I know who you are now, it is clear to see
You are not the man you used to be.