Shaun Best Poet Epic

Decisions

Often in my life,

I deal with hated strife!

Through many ways,

yet no one pays.

It seems so needless,

The burdens I carry.

For in this life,

I have nothing to prosper from.

It seems so endless,

The worry I bear.

For from nothing came nothing,

but yet I still care.

Tell me this, 

Yes, I am sick.

I cling to this & that,

There is a season & a reason,

for my deliberated indecision!

Often I turn to the sky, 

to look for help from the Almighty Eye,

I do not know where to go,

for I have been both here & there,

You tell me this, 

Am I right or wrong?

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