I am set to wonder about the choices we make

How we even choose and the life it then shapes

Do we think at the time of the repercussions to come

Or are the important moments not seen as being one

Too often I remember something huge being missed

Not through mere ignorance but perhaps ignorant bliss

Yet a decision so small as to not warrant thought

Takes prisoner our mind while an epic battle is fought

If we cannot see the important from the mundane

Should all decisions not then be treated as the same

Equal weighting be placed on what may seem so trivial

As that given to those which impact could seem surreal

Fine in thought but in deed no simple task

So with hindsight comes clarity on where the die was cast