Choices

I was taught to treat people nice And to never think about it twice, Threat them the way that they want to be treated Especially after a cry and being defeated. I was told that I must be nice and forgiving too For the things that I am able to buy and the things I can do, But, remember this, nothing was ever given to me I never lived off the word free. I have earned and bought and everything that I own With my sweat, blood and busted bone, I now enjoy my life to the full And no one ever gives me any bull. When I was younger I had nothing at all But, I never gave up or threw a tantrum or did bawl, And while others did complain or got an allowance or did sob I instead went out and found myself a job. One thing that I will say and I will not ever reget I am proud of my pain my bruises and all my sweat, I chose not to smoke or to drink or to lie or cheat And I chose hard work and the long haul to make my life complete. What I have and what I do is because of God and myself Not because of someone else's help or their wealth, And this one certainly I believe and I will always say We all have chosen to be where we all are at today. Randy L. McClave