Fork In The Road
Very certain of his confession,
But unsure of his destination.
There's a fork in the road.
Indecision is not an option.
Some things can be estimated.
Some other things must be exact.
The consequences of things estimated
Are tolerable and even forgivable.
Things that require exacting
Have no room for dismissing.
Truth is not mine to define or decide.
Here or there is not where truth reside.
There is no 'Your truth'.
There is no 'My truth'.
Think you know where you want to go?
The 'How' of getting there; Do you really know?
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