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God of Regret (an attempt at a poem.)

 He’s living in the past

That’s never built to last.

Well, that depends on what you’ve seen

Old Mr. Could’ve – Been.

Those times he’s passed a mirror

And seen his end coming nearer

All things a wise man couldn’t have foreseen

Old Mister Could’ve – Been.

Every time you make a mistake

The less he feels the same.

He knows deep down nothing’s changed

Living with the old man he became

Old Mister Could’ve – Been.

A real wild man of regrets

He used to proudly place his bets

On the choices we make,

The chances humans take.

Poor Mister Could’ve – Been.

How could he have seen

Into the true mind of Man?

‘If only I had done that.’

‘I wish I’d helped that woman!’

 – What his young ears heard

As Mr. Yes – you – can.

Every shame at deeds gone by,

All those wistful sighs

Are misty cataracts in his eyes.

Poor Mister Could’ve – Been.

His face like a map,

Lined by every mishap,

Hair gone grey with everyday

That wasn’t seized.

Poor Mister Could’ve – Been.

How could he foresee

The indecisive heart of a human?

‘I wish that had not happened.’

‘If only I’d stayed at home’ –

Mr. Could’ve – Been was told

Before we made him old.

So spare a kind thought,

Look forward and be bold,

For Mr. Yes – you – can.

Old Mister Could’ve – Been.

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About chasingwoozles

I am a writer. Passionate about music, doing various random creative things, and making people laugh!

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