Nexus II

This is the moment when I fear I will
lose myself in endless guilt. Right
or wrong, I make decisions I must own,
the consequences not just mine to bear.
It's easy to seek guidance, there is no
shortage of opinions. Each will claim

to own some secret patent or lay claim
to private wisdom. If I have the will
and if I only follow, I should know
a sense of peace, surrendering the right
to question. Well, if that helps you bear
the burden of your conscience, choose your own

path to absolution. I am owned
and bound by honor, though many will exclaim
that truth is dead. I will not bare
my soul to those who deny free-will
or prescribe one path to heaven. The rites
of passage I must forge alone have no

best route. I stumble frequently and no
one can clear this minefield. On my own,
I must map the turns, the lefts and rights
that navigate to safety. I do not claim
any special guidance. Just my will
and the stubbornness I bring to bear.

It comes to this: Strip away, lay bare
the subterfuge. We cannot hope to know
with any certainty what answer we will
make when standing naked on our own.
No second guesses or disputed claims
prevent me from my duty or my right.

Hesitation is my enemy, right
now's the time for action. Now I'll bear
the risk of failure. False acclaim
follows fools. I'd rather be unknown
than bask in unearned glory. This alone
keeps me to my task, this time I will

stand tall to claim the chance to make things right
and bear the cost that I may never know
which future wills the story for its own.