CHOICES

The ability to choose every day
A revelation to me
I believed there was no other way
Than to be as I was meant to be

Believing there is no choice
Is like living in a prison since birth
No one listening to my voice
Believing I have no worth

Living in such a way
Limited how I could be
Leaving me in constant dismay
Living in continuous defeat

Death was something hoped for
Existence was full of pain
Trapped in a cycle of four
Despair, bitterness, anger, and hatred reign

Now, every moment I make the choice
To live as fully as God intended me to
That others may hear His voice
That they can also choose

The choices I make are many
Whether to live fully or wither away
To be sad or to be happy
To speak in anger or to pray

To serve myself or help those in need
To live in darkness or choose the light
To grow in evil or grow in God’s creed
To submit to fear or have courage to fight

Are there times when I fail?
Yes, in many ways
But with God’s help I will prevail
And He’ll guide me the rest of my days

Richard T. Boulay, March 26, 2018