The righteous side

I sit alone,

and meditate.

I think of kin,

I dare to hate.

I think of things,

that I have done.

I think of people,

we live among.

 

I think of deeds,

that shame my soul.

I think of sins,

I can’t control.

But as I embrace,

my inner peace,

my true emotions,

begin to feast.

 

To God I pray,

with all regret,

and hope my sins,

I can forget.

In time of need,

He is my guide.

He is indeed,

the righteous side.