Turning Point
Choosing is not a choice
Between sister and friend
There is no choosing in loving
You accept, you rejoice
You suffer in silence
You dammed the circumstances
And regret the instances
When you finally slice
The pie of life to share with all.
Choosing is not a choice
Between husbands and lovers
There is no caring in hiding
You give, you sometimes take
You often make mistakes
Yet, you only wish to partake
In one’s life merriment
Turning in pains and aches
Escaping all for romance’s sake
Hoping for eternal happiness.
Choosing is not a choice
Between yourself, God and man
In perpetual quest for peace
On the one hand standing out looking in
On the other, wanting out from being in
Too many conflicts, too much killing
The earth, its crust eroding
The young, the old, the unborn dying
Still lost in the medley looking for the living.
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