It’s
Our Choice
Life
is full of options,
So
many ways to turn.
Fate
and destiny embrace our path,
and
sways our will to yearn.
As
karma and kismet influence our choice,
Our
will is the rudder upon this tide;
We
can surf that wave with skill and passion,
or
be overwhelmed by the force to abide.
Tyranny,
fascism, dictatorship,
Enslave
the body, not hope.
Hope
is to what our will would do,
if
we weren’t enforced to cope.
Choice
is the very seed of freedom;
Highest
blessing of God to us;
The
safeguard of humanity,
That
makes us more than dust.
For
dust we are,
and
dust we shall become;
But
now we have the choice to live,
and
let this dust have fun.