The righteous side

I sit alone, and meditate. I think of kin, I dare to hate. I think of things, that I have done. I think of people, we live among. I think of deeds, that shame my soul. I think of sins, I can’t control. But as I embrace, my inner peace, my true emotions, begin to feast. To God I pray, with all regret, and hope my sins, I can forget. In time of need, He is my guide. He is indeed, the righteous side.