The Only Option Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

The only option one has,
On a path taken and remaining focused...
Is to stay upon it without drifting astray.
And if one has faced obstacles to see them removed,
Why would this someone choose to listen to those...
Who have played it safe on sidelines to stay?
To then be easily chased away by challenges.
With a returning back to often accuse,
The one who has moved on,
To close permanently a door.

'People seem so upset,
That you appear to have no regrets.'

~Were they standing behind,
Door number one,
Two...
Or three? ~

'Gee...
That is difficult to determine.
The last time I saw them,
They were still arguing amongst themselves...
As to why you have done what you did.
They were no where near a door,
That I could see if it was opened or closed.'

Believe it or not...
That was years ago when I left them.
With threats I would leave to live my own life.
And I was well on my path when that happened.