A hundred times I am pressed,
back and forth, between words.
Do they know I know it all,
of what lies in their hearts at all?

The spaces they fill with words,
and the spaces they skip and leave,
I can take it all back,
faster than a blink.
Do they know I see it all,
Their wishes and desires overall?

I am used over and over again,
without much thought.
Do they know I feel it all?
Insecurity or immorality — I feel it all.

Correcting the past in a flash,
I am taken for granted, to be frank.
But am I not a blessing?
The humble, forgiving blank?

But above all –
Do they know how often they forget it all?
The message of truth, from the sky above all?

So, be mindful is what I convey,
of sins and mistakes to be made.
Do they know I realise it all,
for the deeds will one day be answered to Almighty of all?

I cannot rectify your wrongful acts,
for I am found in a world apart.
Follow the righteous path is what I can say,
Because I am the ‘backspace’ who knows it all.