A POEM FOR YOU!

CHOICES

Life is made of choices:

Some are light and easy to make.

Some are heavy and hard to take.

Some seem illusive and really not there.

Then flee when I try to touch them

To, God only knows where.

Yet Choices, I make them

Through the course of my life

Never knowing where they’ll lead me

Without one’s advise.

Choices will shape me

And mold me into who I am

And into how I appear

In the eyes of my fellow man.

Choices will make me happy

Choices can make me sad

Choices make two kinds of people

The good and the bad.

If I were bad, I’d be hated

And looked down upon by all

To be considered as “Dreadful”

And hoped for to fall.

If I were good

Who would notice or even care?

And whoever could, would distrust me

Disbelieving and beware.

So do my Choices really matter

When I reap no reward?

Shall I stand full of hope?

Or shall I fall by the sword?

It’s between God and my heart

For in the end, all shall know

That through choices of goodness,

I have saved my own soul.

© 1998 Joseph J. Jakresky