Choices
By: Lawrence W Langman (c)

As you stand
before your maker
to answer for
all one's deeds.
Your life just
flashes by you
your soul now
sadly pleads.

The scales
begin to tilt to
the left and
now the right.
A story of
rights and wrongs
parts I wish
I could rewrite.

As you dissect
every moment
like a surgeon's
steady hands.
The heavens
make their choice
the Fates now
chose a strand.

The skies
now open up and
the depths
of Hell explodes.
A light from
above descends
fire retracts and
then implodes.

No matter in
what's believed
your mind is
of your making.
Those morals
you've created
can leave you
now forsaking.

If you walk the
path devoutly
or an agnostic
true of hearts.
All good and evil
lives within
be careful which
one imparts.

You don't have
to be religious
to behold
a solemn soul.
Goodness is taught
and learned
enlightenment is
always the goal.

Do unto others
as it's written
and learn to stay
in the lines.
March to a
different drum
it's part of a
great design.

Don't judge in
what you believe
we all have our
own beliefs.
We breathe in
the same air
the joys and
all the griefs.

Respect and honor
the past
as you embrace
a new tomorrow.
Take comfort
in remembering
you're not alone
in all that sorrow.

You don't need to
pray to be righteous
or holy and absolved
from sin.
Staying true to
your own self
is where choices
need to begin.