Regret
Charisma is so compelling
Potential for tragedy high
The meek wonder what they’ll inherit
Is suffering justified
Something is so familiar
A feeling of dread in the air
When is that crucial moment
A failure to recognize
Reason is somewhat cloudy
And errors are made easily
And ages pass by without warning
And somehow the guilty remain
Why are we so determined
So eager to learn the hard way
Perhaps if it weren’t for this lesson
We wouldn’t be here anyway |