The Right Thing

[PrttyBrd]

A storm is brewing in the airA tempest on the horizonMisery is up on endAnchoring itself to fightPins and needlesIn the eye of the stormCalm is all but fleetingBlack skies ensueAs fear climbs over barricadesWhat to do? What to do?Preparations are uselessBarreling through wallsRipping through the strongest willReduced to childrenClutching at the breast of mother earthVying for positionAfraid to give up the easyIs there one right path?There never is just one right answerLightning strikes again and againSame place, same placeMelted souls of hopeful doubtAll or nothingBlack or whiteRight or wrongIf only life was like a sunny shore