Wisdom's Choice Poem by Crystal DeFrate

Confused or conflicted, it matters not
Either way, my path is plot

Patiently I work the fetters that bind,
as I slave my heart to my mind.

Even my brain against wisdom strains
And recounts the positives yet again

My lips recall the dream they dared,
As into action transformed my care.

Folly for sure - that action wrought!
And only lack of freedom bought

Doom forecasted for other males
Who, in my current condition, will fail

But Wisdom, in the end, will win
And convert you, once again, to friend.

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