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<b>Making the right choice of life is very hard.
The hardest thing a man should make in life is a choice.
The most perplexing problem that confronts everyman in life has always being the problem of making a right choice although the word choice forms our daily word.</b>
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Was inspired to write this poem when in the state of dilemma of the choice to make.........</h3><hr />
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<center><b>l hope it is not lost
          I hope it is not lost
          I hope it is not dashed
           I hope my hope is not lost
          I hope it is not shattered either
   My dream of becoming the angel in white
          Saving lives
           
           I hope it is not ending
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        Even before I get to meet Hippocrates
             What about the malnourished children?
            Those in Somalia, Ethiopia and my dear Nigeria
           What about my dream of being a nutritionist?
           I hope I am not walking up sooner than I expected
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            What about my passion for nursing?
            Physiotherapy
           Physiology
            Is it all going down with a decision?
             What about my ageing parents??
             Who pulled all the threads from their already threadbare clothes
             What about the promise to put smile on their faces?
              
Will it bring greater tears??
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              Will posterity judge me??
               Yes it will
               But far greater my oppressors
               Keeping me from my dream
               Casting it down unreachable pit
               For the sake of posterity
         I hope it is not lost
               I hope it is not dashed
                I hope it is not shattered either</b></center><hr />
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