Reflections of the Soul: Poetry

Choice

"Choice"

Everyday we make a choice.

Pressure is seeping through our veins.

The crowd is around you, making some noise.

You ponder deeply while still sane.

In your head you hear a little voice

Telling you which side you should reign.

All strings out to various outcomes;

No telling what may happen to you.

Say "Yes" or "No" and it'll be done.

When you see the events, you turn blue.

Choose the other, things'll change a ton.

History, then, will no longer be true.

Making the right decision

Is not an easy task.

Your choice may change your position,

And opportunities may run fast.

Choose wisely; there won't be revisions.

The oxygen you're breathing may be your last.

- 2011