Choices

Withered trees And unfathomable houses My clothes tattered and worn My feet bare with splinters in my skin My wish to be in the previous home I was in The home I lived happily with a family Worked profitably And spent lavishly Only if I were wise Only if I had friends to talk sense into me This would be the words of a once comfortable man Living on the streets From a comfortable lifestyle To the lifestyle of a beggar In this world You may have been given lemons But the way you use those lemons Would be the way you will live Think twice on your choices .