Clutches of bafflement tightly gripped
Two paths lay ahead of her
As the ticking clock refused to pause
The dicey situation led to a stir.
Utterly perplexed, she closed her eyes
Engulfed in a moment of introspection
Her position was beyond just problematic
A means to evaluate her moral projection.
The pending decision knocked again
Sending her mind in a state of duality
One path was an easy way out
The other being relatively gritty.
Moral policies she resolutely preached
Turned towards her with a questioning eye
They awaited her judgment on the matter
The circumstances being close to sly.
The gritty path reflecting her principles
Ultimately bore her proud footprints
The conscientious woman felt liberated
She now looks forward to such challenging stints.
