The Choice

The Criticality of a choice
lingers in the distance,
and my shaking feet
can't help but move towards

dreams of an early childhood,
'gainst material, tangible truth.


Left foot shaking against the road,
that my right hand labored to pave.
The mind of a schizophrenic
going in frenzies about what is to come.
The Child against the Man,
wishing the game was only fair...

But fairness disolutes,
as the sun announces dawn,
and the true battle begins.