Freed, Or Feuded ?

 

Flowing with the breeze, 

Or carried away by the gale

Stilled for the ripples, 

Or stiffened in the tempest 

A little more of sunshine, 

Or too brave for the sunburns

Escaping a never-ending monsoon, 

Or phobic to sudden torrents

Revealed by the thoughtful sea, 

Or drowned in its barren depths 

What have I, of myself, made? 

A free thinker or a vice ridden depraved? 

That counts, they say, is the call I already embraced. 

Yet, the path I chose or the path laid?

Answers I claim or these times dismayed?