Forgiveness is not in my lexicon, you see,
Embracing reality as it truly be.
Understanding the roots, the cause, the why,
Unraveling actions that make us sigh.

In clarity and pureness, without a haze,
There’s nothing there to forgive or praise.
For in that state, so pristine and clear,
Forgiveness loses its grip, it disappears.

No need to hold grudges, no need to let go,
When there’s no resentment, no anger to sow.
The truth shines bright, no clouds in the way,
Whether forgiving or not, it all fades away.