GOING AND COMING

Going and coming in and out of season

Roaming to and fro with no apparent reason

You set your mind and heart in the darkest prison

Treason or no treason

Your soul endures the torture, fighting to grab the lesson

Sometimes you seek to give up and dis-memory the past

Other times you try to throw in the towel and dis-heart your plans

But indecision will unmove your feet

Confusion will not push out your heart

Till there is now no more decision to hit

What is your problem?

You never speak it; neither will ever signal it?

You alone still know where lays the dilemma

You fear the future and dread to risk

But the choice, black or white, is always yours to make