Choice
By Lord R.e. Taylor
You ask for a choice
Right or left
Up or down
You demand an answer
Does it matter what is said
My choice is always wrong
So why do you ask
Especially when you do not want to know
How about you make it easy
Don’t ask for a choice
That would stop so much pain and save a lot of time
And maybe just maybe, prevent most mental illness
© Poem – XVIII/VIII/MMXXV
LRET
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