Remembrance of Regret
LaKeisha H., Nevada
There came a point when
the chains of hardship
fell from me like frozen snow
Melting from a glacier.
Albeit,
the remembrance of regret remained.
There is something about
the combination of guilt and bondage,
when put together,
the two are a recipe for hate.
Oh, how thou longeth
for thine burden to end.
Regret viles through my stomach
like gut-wrenching sulfur.
Oh God,
how does one overcome
the somber of regret?
I bare wounds I am sure
time will never heal.
Yet, time heals all things.
Is he or she
any less guilty
than those they prosecute?
Shall as I may
I rise to adjourn