What a waste…

We cleaned their lockers out today.

Broke the locks and threw away,
All the stuff they left behind.
This may seem a bit unkind,
But we trashed it all,
Except for books.

They will likely,
Give us dirty looks,
When they see,
What we just did.
How we shamelessly got rid,

Of all of their nice stuff,
But life is often tough.
We gave them lots of notice,
And told them we would do it.
We gave them all a deadline,

But many of them blew it.

Choices

Choices.
not history,
not destiny,
not good luck,
bad luck,
chemistry,
no Godly will,
no kharmic bill,
no predetermined
shoes to fill,
no cosmic game,
no star to name,
no past,
no childhood to blame,
nurture,
nature,
DNA,
along the way,
they play a role,
but they’re just pieces of the whole,
not to defend,
the path you wend,
for in the end,
it all comes down,
to choices.