(In)Decision

Rain smacks upon slick sidewalks,
enforcing slower speeds for fear of falling.
The stop sign stands, bold letters daring defiance;
_______No, risky I am not.
Look twice then cross, simple in theory,
but the river flows toward metal grates,
portals to dark places I’m afraid to see.
_______No, brave I am not.
Feet firmly planted, balanced on the edge
of cracked sidewalks and change,
but this is my stop.
______No, decisive I am not.