MY DECISION, MY WORLD

It was just one mistake
And my people could no longer relate
But that was never a bother
Pride draped over me
I don’t depend on them
Neither do they, I thought
But I never realized I was wrong

It was on to one principle I held
The world is an ingrate
Who appreciates no good
But records every unusual bad
This ingrate–he roars out my mistakes
And mutes his praise on my goods

The world  goes mad
society screams
Family shouts
For just a mistake done.
But why? a mistake with distributaries
confluencing into a sea

Decision is key to life
Decision is a vehicle
Driving people to their success
And to their total destruction.
One decision affects many others
Both the born and the yet-to-be-born
Either for good or for bad.

But posterity is me–my choice
When finally earth welcomes them
Those who never knew
The woes of the arms
I  grovelled and wallowed in
With all the unpromising survival
I must take the blame
For I made it so

The world doesn’t need a committee
I am worth a committee
To decide for the born and the unborn
My decision is my world.
My world is my people.
My world and my people are my decision
I must decide the good.
To cause my world good
And see my people happy.

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