Day 468: When the Day Becomes a Decade

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maybe one day,
through some magical time machine
or quantum object projectifier
we’ll be able to see the outcomes
of a myriad of life choices
and be able to choose
the one that suits us best.

maybe we have a strong enough character
to be trusted with such a task.

 

maybe.

 

but i’m pretty sure
that if given all my options again,
and the options i’ll be given to come,
i may stay the course.

 

it’s quite hard,
this road,
and not very glamorous,
in it’s daily grind,
replete with obligatory
kid-fights
and time shortages;

and the man with enough money
is a saint;
who has none,
and everything else.

 

but we are not saints.

nor sometimes even tolerable humans,
but occasionally we rise to the heroic
when we face the morning
with cheer.

and if kindness arrives in our discourse,
with perhaps a touch
for no reason at all
other than to say,

‘you’re worth touching’

or

‘i am – still – on your side,’

the day becomes a decade
of a choice
we continue to make.

for good.

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