Poem: What Will It Take to Heal This?

What Will It Take to Heal This?

What must I do
when what has been done
cannot be changed,
but it must be
if anything is to come
that is not worse,
is not decline alone?
I can see nothing else,
though it could change,
it might be it could,
I might believe it could,
but not while you remain
set in holding 
that you are the victim
when this is the path you chose,
when, after I asked and you agreed,
you did this, you chose this.
The results are what was expected,
what I expected, what I warned against.
But you did it, and now,
I need you to make it right.
I do not know how,
I do not think it can be.
It is up to you,
if you care at all:
you did this.
It is you
who must find the way
to make it right.

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