ONE DAY AT A TIME

A lifetime of compassion,
now filled with aggression,
why must I have to choose,
if standing a chance to lose.

A flower's petals bloom,
no need to add on any gloom,
for it follows nature's flow,
blossoming in the light's glow.

When in doubt,
a finding should be sought,
jumping to a conclusion,
will not settle any solution.

My heart fights to go on,
with every beat it takes on,
I must choose my way,
and go on, day by day.