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... Choices ...

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a poem by Stefan Lewis-Fish



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A dreamy old scene
Shadowed by night

You can look to dark places
Grasp chinks of light.

A humble beginning
One day it'll end
Indecision hovering ...
Which act'll you defend?

Take that bottle of wine
Will you say you've got plenty?
Will others share your draught?
Will you claim that it's empty?

Will you make Earth Hell
Or work with the Lord
Make a pact with the Devil,
Or challenge his word?

What will you do?
The choice is the riddle,
Each coin has two sides
You can't pick the middle.

But to you the decision,
Don't leave it to fate,
'Cos Death has a clock
And it's chiming, too Late!"