The fence, stretched out for miles,
One side safety and all you have known,
The other a question unanswered as yet.
You sit on the fence
Looking this way and that.
Past on one side,
Sparkling and clear,
Future the other,
Shrouded, foggy, unseen.
Why do you sit?
Why not make a choice?
The fence isn’t life,
Sitting is just sitting.
It takes you nowhere.
Jump over the side,
Back into safety,
Out into unknown!
You must make a choice
Because if you don’t
You’re going to find
You die on the fence
A post permanently stuck up your ass.
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