The saddest words I have ever heard

Sweetheart do you remember, that night you told me

There are no bad people?

You turned to me and said it so plainly, a little strangely.

I being half deaf from sleep asked you again what you said, I leaned toward you

And you repeated it.

I locked those words away; I come back to them again.

You were right, and holding that view still,

You are right.

But then, but then

You told me not to take you seriously.

I patted him on the shoulder and looked at the bandages

His arm had been cut off.

A young man, blonde hair, once had many lovers

He had been stealing engines and one had fallen

Smashing him arm, pinning him down.

I needed the money

He told me, and that’s all we said.

He frowned at me as I turned away

He wanted to be happy once

He dreamed of being a pilot, but his better days were over.

As I left the ward where he lay

I remembered your words

I felt sad, a numbing selfish sadness

And thought about the people I have wronged

All we can do, I thought is pick a point and walk toward it.