Reason hasn't stopped staring at me
Since the day I left you alone.
Nor has logic stopped crying in outrage
Saying, "Foolish boy! You had
The sweeter things of the world
And you left them for what? Ease?
Some perverse sense of joy? For shame."
Could I go back and change the things I've done...
Would I? I'd like to think so.
But I suppose only God knows that answer.
--C.R.E.
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