Entirely Your Very Own Decision Poem by Nikhil Parekh

You might have inherited the most fantastically beautiful color of your eyes; from your wonderfully sacrosanct parents;
But whether you use them to sight philanthropic goodness; or whether you relentlessly stared with them at diabolically cannibalistic parasites; is entirely your very own decision; by the grace of Almighty God.

You might have inherited the most artistically articulate shape of your teeth; from your beautifully compassionate parents,
But whether use them for blissfully relishing fruits of divine nature; or whether you satanically excoriated daintily innocuous flesh into infinitesimal nothingness with them; is entirely your very own decision; by the grace of Almighty God.

You might have inherited the most enchantingly curvaceous outlines of your feet; from your symbiotically priceless parents,
But whether you use them to unflinchingly march forward for the cause of the despairingly deprived; or whether you indiscriminately squelched limitless innocent into their threadbare corpse with them; is entirely your very own decision; by the grace of Almighty God.

You might have inherited the most lusciously scarlet lips; from your magnanimously Omnipotent parents,
But whether you use them for celestially suckling the sweetness of Omnisciently united creation; or whether you morbidly pursed around the dead organism's
decayed blood with them; is entirely your very own decision; by the grace of
Almighty God.

You might have inherited the most handsomely broad silhouette of your shoulders; from your blessedly benign parents,
But whether you use them for altruistically hoisting countless haplessly orphaned; or whether you insidiously blocked the way of peerless righteousness with them; is entirely your very own decision; by the grace of Almighty God.

You might have inherited the most eclectically conical design of your fingers; from your mellifluously insuperable parents,
But whether you use them for sketching the fathomlessly panoramic wonderment of this planet; or whether you entwine them with the palms of unforgivable crime; is entirely your very own decision; by the grace of Almighty God.

You might have inherited the most ruddily fair color of your skin; from your royally unconquerable parents,
But whether you use it for ubiquitously diffusing the essence of tantalizing beauty; or whether you barbarously make a parody of all those darker than you with it; is entirely your very own decision; by the grace of Almighty God.

You might have inherited the most eloquently mesmerizing voice; from your effulgently victorious parents,
But whether you use it for synergistically mollifying every bit of apocalyptic bedlam on this Universe; or whether you vituperatively hurl it to nefariously subjugate every pregnant mother; is entirely your very own decision; by the grace of Almighty God.

You might have inherited the most quintessentially amazing virility; from your selflessly venerated parents,
But whether you use it for sowing the seeds of timelessly endowing goodness; or whether you use it to impregnate every living organism with maliciously slandering venom; is entirely your very own decision; by the grace of Almighty God.

You might have inherited the most mischievously harmonious contours of your nostrils; from your invincibly unparalleled parents,
But whether you use them to inhale the winds of ecumenical disarmament; or whether you exhale unsurpassably filthy maelstroms of lethal hatred from them; is entirely your very own decision; by the grace of Almighty God.

And You might have inherited the most salubriously unceasing heart; from your inimitably godly parents,
But whether you use it to perennially diffuse the beats of Immortally unassailable love; or whether you acrimoniously circumscribe it within the chains of derogatorily ribald betrayal; is entirely your very own decision; by the grace of Almighty God.