In the End- a poem
In the End
By Tony DeLorger © 2012
Shall I know myself in the end,
be at peace with who I have become,
or will I regress, perhaps focused on the chattels of living,
judged by what I've done rather than who I am.
In the end will I know right from wrong,
a poor choice from a good one,
will I recognise the path of righteous thought,
as opposed to the calamity of self-gratification.
Will I hesitate when posed the question,
would you change it if you could,
or will I have learned enough
to understand the lessons of pain and anguish,
I myself have created.
In the end, will my loved ones feel they have been loved,
feel beyond words that a soul gave all,
or will my actions leave me wanting,
weary in the wake of my ineptitude and potential.
Will I rest content, knowing I did my best,
or stir in my earthly grave, in torment for my mistakes,
compassion I should have felt,
kindness I could have bestowed.
As time imparts its slow and numbing passage,
I consider regrets and opportunities,
knowing that for all my inadequacies
I still have a lifetime to give,
to share and to experience.
In the end, I want no stone unturned,
no regret lasting, and no doubt to linger,
just the acceptance of what I am.
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