Most of us will try with all our might,

To stop ourselves from being contrite.

But when we do something wrong,

It doesn’t take long,

For feelings of remorse,

To start their course,

And occupy our thoughts,

Nagging until we become distraught!

There are a small few who don’t feel this way,

Do they have a conscience, I cannot say!

Written in response to:

Fandango’s One Word Challenge: contrite