Compulsion V Choice Poem by YURI DURAAN
Compulsion V Choice
I do not remember the time
when I still had a choice…
These matters used to
be so clear to me:
Make the right choice at the
relevant time… all should
be easy sailing from there.
So I chose….
I chose to avoid the pull,
the tug and the odd pat on the
shoulder…
then the pat become a slap
and soon a jump and a leap
and the little devil with his fork
was screaming in my ears
DO IT DO IT DO IT DO IT!
Then I had no choice
I was compelled
compulsion made me do it
and everything is now taken
away from me,
my sanity
my freedom
I am locked in this cell, this
circle of padded walls where
I live enslaved to the shape of
my choice…. the wrong one
I did not choose
the Devil made me do it
compulsion is my life now
I have no other life now
Yuri, we all have choices, how we use them depends on how much time we spend alone in stillness, no thoughts a quiet mind, we can only be happy in the present because we only live from on moment to moment. Well written thoughts. Bob
Yuri, compulsion could be fantastic - could be martyrdom; choices keep us free, and the choices we make could make us slaves! Be true to your soul; don't be weighed down, soar away from any chains, though we may choose chains. Contradictions come along with living - great write; keeps me thinking.
We have a choice untill we make the wrong one, but we are often rushed into or rather compelled to doing so by 'a little devil', thereafter there is no more choice. it's wrong for us to let the devil win but it's all the more wrong for us to choose to loose. beautiful Yuri, simply beautiful. nkuli
It is by choice that I am telling you this is an excellent write
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4/23/2024 5:50:44 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Everyone has a choice.I remember MK Gandhi stating in South Africa that anyone can force you physically but no one take your soul.It is your own and decision is also your own.Modern world has given so much freedom for all.Every day brings new hope...............