5 minute poetry

[Cloud Strife]

Before you lies a fork in the road,
a decision you must make.
Beyond them stories wait, untold,
So choose the path you'll take.

Each decision begets another,
affecting them in ways
unfathomed,
The possibilities endless,
limitless potential.

Before you lies
a myriad,
chances won,
chances lost.
For each choice,
one thousand others
appear, affected, altered.

So you sit, at this fork,
On this road, split in two.
Which path to follow...
That of many?
Or the one chosen by few?

Decision, decision,
time isn't waiting,
the world still turns while
you still falter,
but still...


But still... you must decide.

Choose wisely.