It’s a frightening place sitting on the fence
Your internal rumblings or the fault of someone else
Do you turn left do you turn right
Do you stay put because of your fright
Everything has good and bad plus minus on the ledger
How might you evaluate and choose your next endeavor
Do you meditate or pray ask for divine intervention
Do you flip a coin or “Franklin close” to clarify intention
Beat yourself or love yourself and ignore your indecision
Go to bed or let your head indulge in each revision
When it’s time to draw the line and you can’t dawdle any longer
Do you fool yourself or someone else who thinks you are stronger
Win or lose you must choose or it will be done for you
Sink or swim the vote is in new ground is before you
Here you are you’ve passed the bar of your own indecision
Now the truth no super sleuth could have done your revision
What does this mean these words that scream and stifle your intention
Truth be known down at the bone no matter the direction
There’s good and bad in every choice each one will be fruitful
Just declare and then you’re done deciding’s very useful
One more thought you’ve not been taught that’s profound in its meaning
The struggles that have had you gripped will never leave you beaming
So choose real quick make a pick that requires scant exploration
Down the road when it unfolds you’ll have your revelation
How do you make decisions?
Do you find yourself struggling?
Are the struggles your attempt to make the “RIGHT” decision?
Have you realized there might not be any such thing as a right decision?
Does your inaction reflect some level of taking yourself too seriously?
How might you improve your own decision making?
Do you realize that you always get to choose again?
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