-- At the Crossroads --

John Herlihy

Every day we stand at a crossroads to choose,

Between many things either to gain or to lose.

Will you be my enemy or will you be my friend?

Does today mark a beginning or signify an end?

Now we face the conundrum of genuine or fake,

Full of hot air in the souffle we attempt to make.

Lost amid the wranglings of truth and falsehood,

Today, we have lost the meaning of brotherhood.

Our motivations driven by selfish, not the selfless,

Content in a little world, our own heart to caress.

Then we have the vague question of good and evil,

Lost amid a multitude of trees in a forest primeval.

There in the distance another crossroads to choose;

Beware the choice lest we the people our souls lose.

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(c) John Herlihy 10 August 2019