Masterpiece Poem by Danny Speicher

Perhaps it's cliche; a bit overdone
But, it seems apparent each day in life
Is a page written full of joy and strife
As though we're characters when the day's done

Some pages filled with ineffable bliss
Still others are wrought with heartache and pain
Some where the hero is going insane
What possible good could come of all this?

But, each day, anew, brings with it a choice
To become the hero or the villain
Tread on safe paths or those that are thrilling?
After each defeat to raise strong their voice?

Will our hero fade to their sad decease?
Or dawn triumphant in their masterpiece?

((June 3rd,2008))