Repentance, Wishing We Could Go Back. Poem by Warren Mbaht

I swiftly feel repentance, If I ever go astray
I think it is my guilty conscience, keeps me strong
If when temptation rises, I could look the other way
I would not rush into problems so headlong

I swear, be more attentive, there is quite a bit at stake
The way I fall into temptation, go berserk
I know I never profit, from wrong choices that I make
And a wrong decision, never is a perk

If I paid more attention, no repentance would I need
So from here in, I will work to get it right
Go to bed and face my problems, where there's nothing to impede
And diligence my way to win the fight