Poem: When I Know

The Grim Reaper

When I Know

When I know
what it means to be king
would I look down
upon those who need me

When I know
what it is to be poor
will I look up
in hatred and jealousy

When I know
what it is to be loved
will I look left
miss it staring at me

When I know
what it is to be hated
will I look right
with pity or humility

When I know
what it is to make mistakes
will I deny them
or learn and grow instead

When I know
what it is to succeed
will I appreciate
all that lead up to it

When I know
what it is to die
will I have lived
and have no regrets

-Justin Germino

Updated: June 12, 2012 — 8:55 pm