When the future seems blight, and hopes turn bleak,
When there’s despair all around, and respite is only what you seek.
What would you do? What then would you do?
Would you hold on patiently ‘til deliverance came your way?
Would you still believe that redemption awaits, let this haze of mist be blown away?
Or would you take charge of it all and choose a different trail?
Believe in yourself over your destiny, albeit taking a different course, to let the ship sail!
You could walk either ways, you are eventually to get only where you are supposed to be,
I don’t know if grass is greener on either side, but what you choose makes your destiny.
"And So, It Shall Be!"
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