Flip That Guilt Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Too quiet are those silent nights.
When guilt decides it is time to visit.
And some will sit with wishes,
To undo whatever it was they've done.
Some will sit and for hours fidget,
Awaiting until the morning Sun comes..
To have it hope,
Those feelings of guilt will be chased away.
But when dawn arrives,
That same guilt stays.

It's better to face what it is,
To rid it and not live with it...
Instead of being chased away.

It is better to flip that guilt,
To rid it...
Instead of being chased away.

Give it the boot and flip that guilt to rid.
Don't be chased.
Give it the boot and flip that guilt to rid.