Regrets Poem by Hans Ostrom

Regrets



Lots of people tell me
they have no regrets
about anything, they don't
believe in regrets. Because
they're people, I suspect
they're lying. So what?

Then there are those who
urge other people never
to have regrets, as if regrets
were bunions and not
potential signals of a
conscience. These people
aren't lying. They're tyrants
of one sphere or another.


hans ostrom 2016

Friday, February 10, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: conscience,regret,tyranny
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