We always get many choices, so we can sort and pick,
Either to be ourselves or learn to trick,
To enjoy life to the fullest or become a hick.
Ameliorate or acquiesce and scowl,
Walk along with the fellows or start to prowl,
Face the music of the world or use a cowl.
The freedom to brawl or mutter,
Fly past the clouds or get lost in the clutter,
Be firm on the decisions or become a cutter.
Vanquish our angst or hide in the cloak
Listen to the words of wisdom or become a joke,
Observe the growth or be dazed in smoke.
The soul would gleam in humility, just as a rainbow,
Compassion amongst the rainbow colors of the rich show.
Each one’s existence make the others’ love glow.
Thats how the persona would be if we learn to grow.