
Tea or coffee?
To stay or to go?
Do you like sunshine,
Or do you prefer snow?
When by choices confronted
That are just matters of taste
It’s easy to decide
And to do so with haste
But when the choices are more weighty
Our preferences aside
We tend towards safety
Even if the option’s despised
Afraid to go for our preference anyway
Lest bad things transpire, we’d rather be wise
Padre
A great poem, love the flow and thoughtfulness of this one. It has the message of being individual or not through fear too. Good job.
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