Poetry

An insect jumped upon my shoulder just the other day
He revealed to me his name was Alem, and then went on to say
He’s here to help me spot and choose better paths in life
But only for just one week’s time will he steer me clear from strife
I took the creature up on its offer in hopes that I would learn
What its like to stop the things that cause me great concern
A week had passed, and Alem told me its time for him to go
He commended me on the job I had done, and pointed out where I’d grown
The creature quickly left and vanished into a spectrum of light
I spent the day alone in reflection until day had turned to night
The morning came, and I found myself lying in a hospital bed
I had slipped in to a four day coma from sustaining injury to my head
Upon explaining Alem, and how real he had seemed to me
It occurred to myself that Alem was much more than just a dream
He represents the power that we all have inside
To change our daily fates, we can act as our own guide
Next time you’re faced with a tall decision causing great frustration
Remember that you’re the one who controls the outcome of the situation