Amnesty And Penalty Poem by Enchanting Owl

Feeling empty when someone asks for forgiveness,
The glass is cracked and unfixable; it's like a normal business.
Feeling relieved when asking forgiveness of someone,
Like putting on permanent glue; requires mountains of guts to summon.

Happen to all—to you, to me—a plain routine.
Pride is a double-edged sword; to persist is addicting caffeine.
Some say saying 'sorry' is mere, like the alphabet.
To some, it is like fighting in a cold war against an peerless threat.

Confrontation is a mistake; can make things worse.
Don't add more fuel to the burning fire; make it an canticle verse.
Giving the 'You're Forgiven' card is timorous.
It's coherent; in your ethereal peace, it can be vigorous.

All are fated; everything has its time and place.
To make it work, it takes two to tango. It's an untethered grace.
Patience is the steel door to forgiveness, not the gates.
Time heals wounds and familiar stigma, ending all the debates.