The best thing about having no regrets,
Is managing to handle a fading bitterness kept.
There comes a point in one's life,
Deciding who is wrong or right...
Seems not to belong,
In a mind that has found peace!
And wishing an increase of it!
My 'grill' never hides lies to slide out!
You 'feel' me?
I'm not into exchanging indignities,
Or apathy.
At the end of the day,
I want to be able to say...
'The best thing about having no regrets,
Is knowing I can be at peace and rest...
And it is right here,
Next to me!
I ain't got to trip all over the place to find it!
I've got it! And it is mine!
For as long as God gives me the time,
To know it!
And keep it where it belongs...
In perspective.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem