Choose

Believe in this Young apple seeds

I have seen the tree grow from your small small beginnings

He will grow tall and strong

If he so chooses

He will grow short and weak

If he so chooses

Young ones

Lost ones

Mad ones

Men and women of the pen

Expression shall be your vehicle for self discovery

Where you shall pass through the near by towns and cities of your far gone mind

Love may come

Death may stay

Sorrow may stalk you

Depression and demise may greet you at the corners of your 9 to 5

I say to all of you

All of this could be yours if you so choose