The journey of maturity
is not a trip you plan to make.
It starts with simple revelations
breaking fantasies. Now wide awake
you stumble into situations and scenarios
bizarre yet real that wait on you to act.
Anchors and landmarks hide and give way,
leaving only odds against you stacked.
Fear and strife make strange bedfellows
and unexpected allies that you come to trust
more so than those bonded by the loose thread of blood.
Fragmented remnants of your life before turn to dust
and a gust from your own lips casts it away.
A plethora of possibilities sits in your hands,
a roulette wheel that spins around, around.
Around you, faces waiting for your commands
that will stop the spinning and start a moment.
Sometimes, instead of a wheel, there’s a coin to toss,
a dart to throw, dice to roll, a yes or no
waiting for your go ahead. You double-cross
some to help most, or on occasion just yourself.
But, loyalty is not a guarantee to those who
misuse their wheels and dice and coins and yeses
and no’s for cruelty. At times it’s only you
whose cards allow the chance to set wrongs right.
So you call, stop, toss, throw, roll, and summon
the future like a god. But do not make yourself out
to be a god. Despite the power you possess, you’re human
and are not promised to be the hero at every turn.
The facets of your existence are infinite
and always changing. Some you understand, some you don’t.
But if you stand by what you’ve done, then every choice was worth it.