Your Choice


Your Choice

There are worse things than moving on,

The chains of the past we choose to don.

Do not rot in reeking sewers of the past,

revel in the promise of that which lasts.


Do not walk the lanes of what may have been,

there is more to life then what we have seen.

  There are worse things than being in pain, we can seek the means to heal and gain?

We must not nominate suffering our guide,

persevere dear heart; we must abide.


There are worse things than being alone,

wherein our darkness no light has shone.

In our elected solitude we yearn for ease,

Only we can alleviate this disease.


Some things are worse than what we’ve lost,

like the irrational memoirs of whom we’ve crossed.

Choose no self pity; just keep trying,

or we opt to spend all our nights crying.


There are worse things than facing the truth,

facts frequent pain like the tongue to a sore tooth.

Throw away the carcass of self-deception,

or forever be bound in a nutshell of oppression.



There are worse things than facing the unknown,

embrace what is new; the peculiar exists to teach,

what we’ve known is a leaf on the wind blown.

your future is continually within your reach.


There are worse things than pursuing your dreams,

Until the end of time they validate life’s exploration,

kept to ourselves our dreams leave the soul burning.

playing it safe diminishes personal innovation.


There are worse things than admitting we don’t know,

who are you that you don’t think you have anything to learn,

don’t consider yourself better than the rest of us.


There are worse things than being an imperfect human being,

It is okay to fuck up; it’s human nature,

our ongoing existence has to have meaning.

because there things worse than dying.


We could squander time on regret and hatred,

or apply your brush to the canvas of a plan,

creating a world you can live in.

It’s your choice, it always has been.  

      Bryan David Lang

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bluskyinthenite commented on Your Choice


very well written . bravo' True very true so so so hard some times to do. But we must Persevere thank you every so much....



Thank you so much, a friend of mine who plays guitar liked it and has asked for a more lyrics inspired version, just hope it will still carry the same weight as the original. Thanks so much for the input.

SavVySam commented on Your Choice


Wise and brilliant words! You've crafted an amazing poem of substance and meaning and delivered it to us so eloquently. Thank you for this fine work. Best line-"apply your brush to the canvas of a plan, creating a world you can live in." Very Nice!



well thank you very much, I was always rather fond of this one. I'm glad it was received well.

When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

kalel’s Poems (28)

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Death, Repression and the Pursuit of Misery 0
First Light 0
The Pity of The Meek 0
Depression 0
WHY! 0
Who's Running the Human Race 2
Live the Illusion 0
Invisible Children 0
My Muse is Pissing me Off 2
Not a Day Goes By 1
Bitter Pill 3
Self explanitory 1
Killer Robots and Romance 1
Fear 1
How Much I Need You 1
Without You 0
Purified 0
When We Were Children 1
They Fell (September 11th) 0
Release 1
Like the Dying of Stars 2
After you are Gone 2
Drift Wood 1
Your Choice 2
Swimming Lessons 2
Promise 2