Choices and choices all around,

How can one stay perfectly sound?

But only one question surrounds

Should I follow the path or turn around?

To do or not to do.

Not everyone can survive,

But I need to strive.

Strive? Striving is not enough,

You gotta be tough.

Power of bones? Power not always matters,

When the clouds clatters.

Power is not in the bones,

Or the muscles one hones.

It is in the heart that beats,

In face of difficulties.

It is in the vision one holds,

That turns him bold.

A vision that only he owns,

That no one knows.....