Choice is something I believe
Why are mine always wrong
Self-determined prophesies
I suppose
My efficacy is wasted
On living in the now
For in the moments of present self
I drop the ball
Leaving me in my own fear
Of making the wrong choice
Without even trying
So it goes
Without thought
Chris Hancock 7-8-9
"Every pursuit, no matter what its stated end, has at its foundation purpose, survival, growth, and renewal." John Steinbeck
