Devilish Decisions – a poem

Decisions to be made of a nature

Dual formed, separate and distinct,

Worlds apart and yet so similar

So that those worlds might collide

Within this.


Reasons why are manifold, multiple,

The empty deserts of emotion oft

Reviled, now a pale contrast

To Dualities barely perceived

To be seen.


Devilish choices like jewels lost

Down Satan’s navel in the rough dunes,

In that dark world beneath all,

Where choices made are lives sunk

In the deep.


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