[€uroMeinke]

I judge you everyday
And I am never fair
Because I always put you in context
With what has happened in my past
Even when you weren’t there.

I’m much too lenient
When I think of the good times.
I overlook your cruelty, your anger,
The shortcomings that everyone else sees
Perhaps I’m a fool to forgive so much.

Yet I’m also stubborn and vindictive
When I think of the bad times
I avenge my hurts with you
Punishing you for the tears
I’m accidentally reminded of

Victim of my moral ambivalence,
There are no appeals with me
Though my judgments often vary
Issuing pardons and condemnations
For the same crimes.

And so I stand before you,
The defects of my own judgments bared
Asking you for forgiveness and understanding
Wondering about your own ambivalence
And whether you’ll be fair.