The Crossroad
I stood
At the crossroad,
Uncertain of the life before me
And the one behind me.
Do I do away with the life I once lived?
And walk towards the life I dream I'll be?
Or do I stand; staring back and forth,
Clinging more unto the things
I refuse to let go of?
While yearning for the things
I wish I'd someday be.
What would it be?
The choice has been placed in my hands.
I hope my hands hold tight
Unto the choice that's void of wrongs.
Copyright © Dorcas Tayire | Year Posted 2022
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