All that’s in a day mundane tasks others light the way Trying to do right can drain make one lay Beside the choices to ponder then let reveal The light of reality tho seems dreary a monstrous deal Right is right- The way, truth justice heartbreak and tears Why can’t 4 have a happy ending no fears Because each path chosen, choices made Heads each to their destiny, proper cloud or blade According to what’s weaved by thine will and hands…..