Choices – written in 2017 for Keystone Garden
When some look to the path ahead
All they see is uncertainty
When some dwell on the path behind
All they find is failure
When some hit a fork in the road
All they choose is fear
When some near a hill to climb
They search for a way around
When others look to the path ahead
All they see is opportunity
When others leave the path behind
All they found was success
When others hit a fork in the road
They look for excitement
When some come to a hill to climb
They aim direct for the summit
When I look to the path ahead
All I see is more victims
When I gaze to the path behind
All I see if blood and horror
When I hit the fork in the road
I choose the one more taken
When I come to a hill to climb
I step on each body to the top
You see in me insanity
I see in me everything pure
You don’t understand life
I embrace all manner of death