Scars

John Prophet

As life

moves along,

choices 

are made.

Choices 

that alter

trajectory.

Decisions 

that alter

life’s flow,

subtly or

greatly.

Choices 

can leave

scars,

scars

on the soul.

Scars that

alter perception.

Scars that

alter beliefs.

Looking back,

I wonder who’d

I be had 

I chosen,

differently?

  • Author: John Prophet (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 3rd, 2020 10:42
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Comments3

  • dusk arising

    Scarface maybe LOL.

    Your words today echo thoughts i have had many times but hey-ho, my decisions seemed worthy at the time. The passage of time and the benefit of hindsight however do throw quite a different hue upon things.

    I think you will have many reflecting back with your piece to day.

  • Clara

    Oh don't we all... If only we had a test run or perhaps infinite chances and choices. Great poem.

    • John Prophet

      Thank you kindly for reading my work

    • Goldfinch60

      The "What if..? question is probably the most asked question in the world that can never been answered.

      "What if I had not commented on your poem?"

      • John Prophet

        Hi GF,

        Exactly, thank you for reading my work

        JP



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