I Choose Life
Not Death
I Chose Love
… and Never Left …
Nor Look Behind
At Lost Regrets
I Know Where I’m Going
… No Need To Guess
I Choose Power
Not Pride
I Choose Peace
Poised Inside
I Choose Truth
Not Lies
I Choose GOD
Who Is All-Wise
… and Even If
My Last Dying Breath
I Will Defy
Any Evil-Darkness
… But You Chose Hate
Not Hope
You Chose To Ignore
What Good – GOD Spoke
You Think Causing Sorrow
Will Save You?
You Think Causing Fear
Will Raise You?
You Think Causing Pain
Will Pay You
A Great Reward
To Gain You?
But These Things
Only Stain You
In Eternal Eyes
They Shame You …
Without Mercy
They Maim You
and Into Animals
They Change You …
I Choose Kindness
Not Curse You
I Choose To Bless
and Even Nurse You
I Choose Good-Will
Not Worse For You
This Is Honesty
Not Rehearsed For You …
The World’s A Stage
We Are The Cast
But Parts We Play
We Choose The Masks …
So At Final Curtain Call
Will Your Character Bow Or Fall?
The Heralds At Costume Ball
Say Our Choices Reveals All …
I Choose King Of Kings
and Kingdom Come
Chose Eternity …
Not Oblivion …
From Dust To Dust
Earth Into Earth
Enemy To Enemy
Bury Its Worth …
Put Death To Death
Ashes To Ash
Give Memory To Mercy
Put Past To Past
Begin To Begin
and End To End
So We Can Call A Foe
… A Trusted Friend
I Reject Envy
and Treachery
I Choose Joy
and Generosity
I Choose Freedom
I Chose Faith
I Choose The Path …
We ‘Both’ Can Take
I Choose Honor
and Humility
I Choose ‘Invictus’
… Not An Enemy …
I Choose Life
Not Death
I Chose Love
… and I’ve Never Left …
Written & © : 2/27/2011
Posted By: JerichoJail
"Invictus" is a short Victorian poem by the English poet William Ernest Henley (1849–1903).
The familiar word "Invictus" is Latin for "unconquerable”
