Your life is like a gun
Where choices are shot from.
So please take heed how you proceed
God grades you when you're done.
Approaches you will see
From Christians total three:
Too rushed to wait, some hesitate
or smooth delivery.
Ready, Fire! Aim.
I'm not the one to blame.
I had no chance my feet to plant,
Missed target just the same.
Guess it was my haste,
My rush to win the race.
I gave no thought how I was taught.
This ammo was a waste.
Ready, Aim, Aim, Aim…..
Let me adjust my frame.
It's simply this, I fear I'll miss
And cannot bear the shame.
Idle in my fear
Though sights are crystal clear.
Through my delay the targets stray,
And I'm left waiting here.
Ready, Aim, Fire!
Composure I acquire.
I ready right with steady sight,
And hit what I desire.
Wise if we can see
A rule for you and me,
That when we choke, goes up in smoke,
This poem won first place for the August 2020 poetry contest