Crossroad
By James B. Nicola
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What’s been has been. What’s done is done. Now you
can only decide what you’re going to do
about it, for one; and then say, for two,
Let’s Do It! These concerns are ethical,
the strange marriage of the emotional,
a heart’s involvement, and the logical,
a mind’s. But neither aspect’s any good
without resolve to do—not what you would
or might, having determined that you could,
but should and must, for you now see it’s right,
like someone blind given a spark of sight.
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Of course it will be difficult to start.
That’s why it’s called a Difficulty, friend.
Taking action means we must take heart;
giving over means we just pretend.
Inertia, loud as leaders of a faction
and expert in invisibility,
seeming stillness, and false recusancy
is the eternal enemy of Action,
particularly one that bucks a trend;
eternal ally of The Sloth Within
Us, it will terrorize until The End—
unless we notice, pause, resolve, begin.
*
Not Doing Nothing may do nothing more
at first than hearing hosts of angels sing,
which was and is, though but a metaphor,
the beginning of everything—and Everything.
Author’s Note: Remember: Silence is Complicity; Denial is Conspiracy. Doing Nothing, then, is the point of departure for “Crossroad”; Doing Something, perhaps, its arrival point. Today, there is so much not to be silent about anymore, isn’t there?