We all have regrets; we might not tell you this.
Sometimes, it's simply out of respect for creating hurts feelings
Could be that spouse?
Could be that job?
Or loss of it.

We all have regrets.
Could be not apologizing in time?
Or being rule at the wrong time.
Or not accepting the truth we asked for from someone.

Then again, some regrets we don't regret.

Indians assigned reservation.
Blacks, assigned to plantations.
Asian Americans, assigned to Concentration camps.

And who placed you there?
Yes, we know.
Why, we know?
Because they are crying foul.

History has never been good to them.
And that's mainly because of them.

What's that infamous phase known on Dragnet?
The names were changed to protect the innocence.

Presently, we see the Latinos the focus of their hatred.
This is factual.
How we know?
Because like the others they are crying foul.

But now with regrets because they are figuring out they needed.
Because their livelihood falling by the waste side.

Isn't LIFE grand.

Say David.
Say Eddie.
Say Paul.

Say Melvin.
Say Otis.
Then say the Temptations.
The Classic Five became legends within four years.

Wasn't afraid to beg or wish for rain or tell their girl you're my everything.
Why not?
You don't look back when you are blessed.

Many men have stated with facts that my girl is the best.
And often told friends to get ready for various opinions.

Say Dennis.
Say Damon and Richard too.
True super stars that left good memories.
Even, when singing about Papa.

Even say Elbridge, he was a part of the original unit.
And you have the greatest male soul group to ride the airwaves.
Sure, there been plenty more.

But they be there for another poem.

My love exists, somewhere.
Always will, always have in life.
Just have to find the right one to add to my life.

She is beautiful, within and without.
And this truth without a doubt.
Some would call her a knockout.

Others a beautiful brickhouse.
My love exists, for me to love, for me to see.
Know this?
She truly makes me happy.

Yes, my love exists, and she is right here.

Truth hurts, always have.
When history must be shared.
A few with get upset when they comprehend what others has done.

But the truth hurts mostly one over the other.
After they been told only about them.
When others talked about?

Then it's a different matter.
Cause the truth hurts when truth exposed segregation and allegations.

History a tricky matter here in America.
Some will be painted worst, and like we see hatred within churches.
Why?
The truth hurts.
The truth hurts when you contribute others to the mix.

This when folks throw a fit.

I tried.
I like.
I did it.
Not once has I regret it.
And it was enjoyable.

I seen
I want.
I went after it.
Not once has I denied it.
Life meant to be explorable.

We all have desires, this a fact.
And all of mine looked legal.
Then again, I am not a legal eagle.

I did it.
I done it.
And it was meant to be.

Least, it made me happy.