Book IV: After the Flood
Chapter IV: Choices
The Choice
It’s a rope
I can hang
Or climb
The choice is mine
It’s what I’m left withA deep cavern
I can see its darkness
Or the light at its end
The choice is mine
Its what I’m left withA helping hand
I could go alone
Or grab onto its strength
The choice is ours
It’s what we start with.
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A page from the Poetry and Quilt Square Books
of The Child Abuse Survivor Monument
