WHICHEVER PATH YOU CHOOSE
Win or lose
The choices are in abundance
There is a path that is happy, sad and glad
But hey the sun is shining, there is no whining
Its rays spreading outwards and inwards
Which path to choose
Left
Right
Or
Center
There are chances to take and make
These are roads less travelled
There are tracks on the paths
Where travelers have ridden and trodden
But which is the true path that leads to which way you
want to go?
That is surely up to you!
Questions and more questions
Deliberating, reflecting, considering, pondering
But the more we stand and look down those paths
Surely we are missing the point?
Surely we are missing an opportunity?
Is the grass greener on the other side?
No, no it’s fake
Fake as hell!
They can keep their hell
Their falsehoods
Hoodwinks
Lies, I so despise
Their poking their noses in
Finding your deepest darkest of secrets
Failures, failures
Fissures
Cracks, crevices
And a fractured mind
Whoa!
Yes they’ll find it all out
Whether or not you have dug it so deep
They’ll find it all out and use it against you
Believe me
I’ve experienced it fully!
Their Narcissism just to get a story
Their lying, cheating ways
Then you see it all in
Blacks and white
Making you to be the bad person that you are not
“Frantic, irrational, neurotic and emotional”
(F.I.N.E)
As they put it in Counseling terms
Oh and not forgetting their heaps of jealousy
They don’t like others from Social Housing to be
successful
I’m proud of my roots
It’s where I came from
Standing tall and proud of my achievements
It’s all about them, them and more them
Just to line their wallets and pockets
They are devious!
They’ll find a way into your own home
Illegally!
Trust me, believe me
They’ll do anything
They’ll stop at nothing
I’ve tasted that life and it’s not for me
The whistles and bells
That ring in success
Success is a mere fantasy
It’s been all about the extreme slogging away
Plodding away
Slamming away
To me there is no reality
Pomp and ceremonies
Glitz and glam
A sham!
The bright lights of success do not entice me
The walking that damn red carpet
The blinding camera lights
The pose here and there
Do they care?
Nope just a momentary headline
Hitting the news and magazines
Nope not for me at all!
Are those golden rays a pot of gold unsoiled,
unspoilt?
We can never tell unless we travel those paths
© Teresa Helen Joseph-Nelson
Friday 10th December 2021
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