Our Freedom To Choose Poem by RIC BASTASA

Of goodness is human nature
Made of
And to good he must choose
There is no other
Lest he renounces and
Negates humanity

To choose the bad then
Is departure from
What human nature is

Lost, he chooses the
Part not of his whole
He rots, he dies, he becomes
Nothing

To grow and be the good
That he/she is
That is what perfection &
Fulfillment is all about
Man is all about it

For what use is man
Or woman turning to evil
For what purpose will that be
Except his destruction
The total annihilation

Were you born only to
Be destroyed? Were you
Created only to be broken?
You are not. You are meant
To be the perfect self
That always waits you there.