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In Dickens' Great Expectations, narrator Pip has that moment we all have--when we realize how haughty we've been toward the very people who deserve our gratitude.

Cry

Copyright November 8, 2004 Dave Nealon

As I walked out a restless feeling seemed to follow
I should be proud, but my chest is somehow hollow
And all the words I wish I’d never said
Echo down the canyons in my head

But they jumped out before I had a chance to stop them
I just had to have my say once too often
And now that I am off and on my own
The memories magnify how I’m alone

So I
Cry. Heave a sad sigh. (or rinse out your mind)
Don’t even try to dry your eyes.
Like a dam break, like a hurricane, like a tidal wave, like monsoon rain
Cry.

Heaven knows we need never be ashamed
Of our tears for they’re like desperate needed rain
That falls upon the blinding dust of earth
That lies upon the crust of our hard hearts

(The final stanza is a near-verbatim quotation from Charles Dickens' Great Expectations.)