ChoiceA Poem by Lloyd B. Wolf
The path that a man must take in
life is never set in stone.His choices are his and his alone.And so each day greets another change.For no mans path is set in stone. The tools he has been provided,by his Lord thy God above.But which and when, and where he uses them is his choice and his alone.For no mans path is set in stone. And if upon this path he should stray; and dare to dance with the snake. The choice shall still be his and his alone.For no mans path is set in stone. With his dying breath he may choose to pray to his maker,the choices he made in life haunting.But in the end,he shall be judged for his choice in life,which was his and his alone to make.For no mans path is set in stone. And the Tree of Life shall bear his mark upon her bark,and there he shall look and see.The path he carved was his alone.For no mans path is set in stone. © 2012 Lloyd B. WolfAuthor's Note
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