– no –

I came upon

fork in the road, a

path laden with yes, and

one laid with no.

A raise was offered,

if I just stayed, but

something in my soul caused my

bones to just shake.

 

“No,” I told the man,

burning his ears…

“no,” as we both were on

the verge of tears.

“Go,” I listened from my

heart that cold night…

“go,” making a choice I

believe is right.

 

What can I say?

I’m a writer…

not a window washer.

D.J. Whisenant

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