Our Choices Define Us
We all make choices in life:
sometimes, it's the small
seemingly insignificant
little things that can corrupt the heart
and assault the soul:
or make a positive difference in someone's life.
We try to shore up our convictions
using alternative facts, logic, pride, and hubris:
and yet end up fortifying frustration,
anger, and contempt.
For we're all human,
sharing the frailties intrinsic to our species.
No one is immune to failure,
and some have stumbled and fallen
through the cracks,
living in the shadows of life.
No one wants poverty.
And yet, it thrives all around us.
The city’s reaction to the homeless
is unapologetic and stern:
fueled by scorn, as opposed to love.
And society's deafening silence
speaks volumes;
sanctioning policies
lacking in compassion and understanding.
Our choices define us.
Some reveal humanity's heart,
while some sully humanity's soul.
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