Psalm by Colin Dardis

Hilary, I forgive you.

Tim, I forgive you.

Michael, oh Michael, I forgive you.

And Donald, yes, even you Donald,

will be forgiven

because now only forgiveness

can be our new economy

and we must hold our begging bowl

towards the kinship of others

as an adulterer pleads

through their divorce settlement.

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