A Poem About Free Will

You can either be the parade or you can become the rain When life cripples you from the pain you can become the cane You can explore the depths of the sea or wallow in a puddle You can display your emotions in neon lights or make them ever so subtle You can travel to another world abundant with life and love Or you can walk the Earth while the others look from above There is no such thing as a wrong choice, whether the out come is success or strife Because everything that happens makes up the puzzle of your life