Vive Les Vives Différences - Opinion On Opt_I_On Onion Sin Skin Options, Ways Weighed Poem by Jonathan ROBIN

Each reaches out with voice for choice, one's meat
may seem another's poison for a while
for victory from jaws of sure defeat
pure render soul response fo bitter trial

What one feels truth another terms deceit
can kil[l]ometer translate into [s]mile?
Time passes slow to some, to others fleet
flies, flees, to some seems modesty vain guile

Brass or fool's gold? Old chaff or golden wheat?
It's always difficult to reconcile
philosophies where time, place, fail to meet
or teachings vary: joy or bitter bile?

Change strange range spans, man plans, pans karmic day's
strangers dangers dare, weigh, fare opposing Ways

Thus self-destructive phase may phrase rebirth,
Against the odds find answers satisfying,
Much wrong turns right as time works through earth's girth
Empow'rs 'coincidence', past fast denying.
Rate copy paste as waste, of little worth
As contradictions can themselves be lying,
Then open options, spurn conventions, dearth
Arid, sterile, that defile, soul dying.
Many doors to choose, some lead greed, some mirth,
Ease some dismays, hope others frees, freeze crying,
Read, heed life's lessons, seek contentment's berth
Away false fears, time flies, to smile turns sighing,
TAME who feels doomed, old errors unredeems,
RAise sights, delights may light fantastic dreams.