Choice Poem by Isaac Anneleng

The world felt cold,
Yet we were not sold.
Who won’t survive?
And who did it all?

Our actions followed us,
And outclassed us,
But because we can,
the choice stood.
Will we survive because we can?
Or our minds fail it,
Comprehending the vastness of our acts
The power of choice still differentiated us.
And made us to learn how to be brave and face our problems.

Choice.
Exceedingly simple.
The choice will vouch for us.
Gracious and great.