You ask why now I question?
For years we’ve sidelined inquisition,
and never dared or cared to test
or tease the beast we left to rest.

You ask what now has altered?
But truth be told, we’ve always faltered,
and failed to think of what’s to come
or plan the path we’ve yet to run.

You ask how you can change?
But I don’t want you rearranged,
for every piece of you in place
is finer than the deftest lace.

You ask when? But I contest!
I need to lay this pain to rest.
The road ahead forks like a prong;
to drop a knee, or move along.


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