Scars

poem by: John Prophet
Written on Mar 03, 2020 

As life
moves along,
choices 
are made.
Choices 
that alter
trajectory.
Decisions 
that alter
life’s flow,
subtly or
greatly.
Choices 
can leave
scars,
scars
on the soul.
Scars that
alter perception.
Scars that
alter beliefs.
Looking back,
I wonder who’d
I be had 
I chosen,
differently?

 

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