The Choice - Poem by Vinaya Joseph
I chose the pen,
Over the microscope,
A conscious yet impulsive move…
Have always followed my heart,
Was it wise?
Only time would tell…
Strive to be the best in what I do,
All I have at my command is a few thousand words,
And to aid them,
A few commas, colons, apostrophes and full stops,
That is for me to express my self…
Would I be able to make a difference?
In the little that I do,
Let future be the judge…
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