A poetry for y'all v62.0...

This is my response to The Poetry Slam on Facebook (Round #5). The subject was INDECISION!! We shall NOT use the word indecision, however, at any time within the walls of the poem. Nor the word decide, nor its derivatives...

Lost

“What am I to do? What am I to do?”
And that's all I ever do
I just sit here wondering, “What am I to do?”

There was a time when I had all the answers,
And I knew where this voyage would take me,
But so much has changed since those days -
I live a very different reality...

There was a time so very very long ago
When I could navigate by a star,
And set a course to any destination
No matter how near or how far...

My compass is broken, my map is lost,
The landmarks I've never seen before,
And I can't get my bearings from the stars -
The only sound that's heard is the ocean and its roar

The waves push me where the may.
Will I end up broken upon the rocks?
Or in the port of some exotic land
With people greeting me from the docks?

I've no way of knowing or choice in the matter,
I have surrendered my life to the Fates.
Is no choice the correct choice?
That is still a matter up for debate...

©2009