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