Decisions Poem by Jonathan ROBIN

When choice, once clear, uncertain grows,
when confidence is in the throes
of conflict, bate, as hands of fate
spin counter-clockwise, retrograde,
decisions must be made.

Lost hands may never be replayed.
Act, don't delay. False fears may fade.
So plan ahead, anticipate
life's wave lengths, to its ebbs and flows
key in, diverting current woes.

When doubt, once abstract, shadows throws
to dim bright spirit's inner flows,
mind must not pause, procrastinate,
though expectations seem betrayed
where visibility has greyed.

Timely decisions must be made.
Tomorrow's no safe barricade.
As rates of Change accelerate
Chance cannot, even if it chose,
avert Time's arrows, flighty b[l]ows.

No door remains forever closed.
Internal or external foes
undermine the strongest state.
Informed initiative displayed
disarms the sharpest blade.

Decisions, if delayed,
beyond all reason Reason trade
for self destruction - taken late
may compromise, harm, or foreclose
free choice, voice suffocate.