And I ran with
The ribbon cutting
Ceremonial scissors
Celebrating my brave
Resolution to not
Make bad decisions

If you were to write a story what would you do with the main character?
Would he start off small?
Then grow tall
Only to fall?
Then with the fall comes some great epiphany
As he faces his fears
And all the crowds cheer!
Would your story end there?

If you were to write your story how would it go?
Would you pass over the trials?
Would you skip all the miles?
Would you go straight to glory?
Would you tell your past story?

If you where to rewrite your story how would it go
Would you add all the bad?
Would you go back and edit?
Would you make yourself forget it?
Would you take away past memories?
Would you add greater journeys?

If you changed but one event in your journey
Would you be ready for a different story?
Would you face the new you?
Would you want to change?

If God where to write your story would you be mad?
When he makes you go through the bad?
When he makes your trials?
When he makes you walk the miles?
When he holds you from glory?
When he was the one who gave you your past story.

If you want to change
Make the exchange
Put away pleasure
Face the displeasure
Change your ways
Quit dreaming through the days

It is up to you
God made you
The end of your story will bring him glory
You can fight against his way or accept his story
Face the trials and walk every mile
Till this life does vanish like the vapor it is
And you go on to be all his
But the choice is yours
The rest of your story lies through those two doors.

To whom should my heart go?
To which damsel should I say no?
I fear to trust may heart, for it is as stable as sand
And I know not where it might land.
I dare not judge by beauty,
For it does fade as a passing memory.
To know their character is my desire!
They are not as gold that is tested by fires
So to try their nature is rather hard
And I’d like to leave them unmarred.
Oh why is purity not easily found?
For my desire at times is to be bound
To one woman whom I can hold
And give her love untold.

I should not have to pay
The price for responding
To torture. I should not
Have to pay for doing
What is best for me.
I should not be
Afraid to make
These choices
Out of fear
Of karma.
It makes
No
Sense.