Decisions Poem by Raz Nicholson
Decisions
I had my body at rest
comforted, relaxed, a lounging snake,
anger wasn't personal per se,
just was you made me move.
I was caught in two minds,
Like Robert at his roads,
child with true or false
just as tip of serpents tongue.
I decided to just guess,
the way out for the worm,
laughing minstrel's madly cheerful faith
when we own both roads of a stranger's fate.
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