ChoicesUpdated: March 16th, 2016
Created: 10/03/16I've make a lot of sad choices in my life
and most of them are friends, and all of them are mad.
And so as not to buck to buck the trend
I made another in being here with you.
Life's not want it's made out to be
nor is life the word to use at all my dears
it's a consumer game that costs so clear
and killing without tears.
Hey! never mind the joyfull tones
warm words that lift your heart
sweet thinking is just the trick
to keep you playing the part
That art where each of us can be
whatere we choose
to fight to win yet maybe loose
or not to choose at all
For what choice is made can only be
a passing leaf or tree
and once it's made a neverending stream
of coloured waters spew.
These prancing thoughts all rightly flowing
to the one and only see
that waits so patiently past shore
to welcome death and thee
here below the waves now sunk
above I clearly see
that all my life till now has been
the very death of me.
For taking that which is not mine
is bound to end in shame
a game some time ago
I'd decided not to play.
And so my friends, my enemies
I wish you well of course
and hope you too can see
which ever way you choose to take
it's one you never had to make.







