This is a tough choice
And sometimes it gets quite difficult to even feel there is a choice
But the choice is quite simple:
Let it sweep you off your feet and blow you away
Or fight it and push against it

Mother Nature likes to take away free will
She will try and try again
To make the wind force you off your feet
She loves to watch as you fall to the ground and lie in a puddle of tears
A nasty little ***** she is

You must fight
You can’t just give in
You must push against the winds
Whether they be calm or the strongest winds of all

You may struggle
And you may fall
But pick yourself up
And knock of the dirt

Don’t let it knock you down too hard
If you do you’ll end up with a scrape that you must mend
But if you fight,
You may be tired
But in the end you will feel victorious

B.C.