There are times
Anytime and sometimes
But not every time
My mind goes here and there
It goes on a wild goose chase
What if I catch a gander?
I thought there is a sayin
What’s good for the goose
Is good for the gander
Can I have both?
I want this and that
I wish to be here and there.

Can I just make up my mind?
Do that which I ought to
Not looking around
Sometimes I want good
But Another says it’s bad
And I leave it
Other times I taste it
Turning the sweetness of my heart, bile
So I have decided to listen
Make sure I make the right choice
For there will never stop being
Conflicting choices

(c) Chukwudi I.