At the wheel of life,

There are immense choices,

Extreme beliefs,

And dire consequences.

To pick isn't easy,

It makes me queasy,

But I dare not dither,

As the fork gets nearer,

A choice has to be made,

A decision of a pathway,

So take a breath and still your heart,

The choice is there to be picked,

Pick one and drive down the road of life,

And if you find it is the wrong path,

Change and try to get to another line.