making choice--saying prayer

"toi,

di giua hoang hon

nghe nang chieu roi"

"i,

walk in the sunset

listen to the fading light"

for this choice i'm making

there is some freedom

some lost, some gain

some pain untold and unaccounted for

some fear, some doubt

have i been selfish?

if there is love

there will be certainty

if there is true freedom

there will be peace

there will be growing and

always, the sadness of being broken

of saying goodbye

all these, with an acute pain

there grows compassion,

understanding, and a step toward the end

will this story be told

be learned, and appreciate

will it become music for the stars

or just another thump echoed from the main avenue

it all depends, by whom was the choice made

a priest or a prostitute

mistake is inevitable

but love, hopefully, will reign in the end

may it be. amen