Poems/Tula Compilation

Poem 022: An Option Yet Never A Choice

Many people in a sea,

I found you as my decree,

Didn't know to what degree,

As you were the reason I glee.

I was an option yet I didn't foresee,

I stood there like a tree,

As you repartee,

With your Calliope.

Yet I let you both be,

Even though I already felt like a debris,

I wanted to flee,

A choice this time as I silently plea.

I thought there might be we,

But you disagree,

With my shaky knee,

I turned around for me not to see.

Then I hit reality,

As I realize the key,

For me to be free,

And it's choosing me.