The Cross Road

It's the cross road of life,

Decide or regret,

Do I chose cold or do I chose heat,

I'll listen to my heart and decide with my feet.

This way or that,

Left or right,

Is it flight or is it fight,

I'll fight for my heart, I'll fight for my love, I'll fight for my faith, I'll fight from the start.

It's the new chapter in life,

The middle salute,

Will I die or surrender to life,

Will I give in or forgive,

Will I accept or be brave and live.

To live isn't to squander your chances,

It isn't to test your luck,

It isn't to risk your life on triviality,

To live is to be bold in your belief, strong in your strengths, faithful in your fight and tenacious with your time,

It's a chance to build and a chance to align.

I'm on the bridge,

Half way across,

Much water has passed beneath and I remember the gains and the loss,

I got to keep busy living,

I got to start with the first move,

I can't think about death,

I got to keep positive

And think of my first breathe.

Life is too harsh to be barraceded in,

I got to explode forth,

I got to jab and jab my way back in,

I got to take chances and counter punch sin,

Fore this is the way of mercy,

I got to pray and not let evil win.

The cross road is here,

Self reflection or share my heart,

Superficial or a meaningful bond,

Am I trash washed up or is new life at the other end of the shore,

I must dig deeper than ever before,

I must realise my blessings and hold onto that which I adore.