Choices

My choices, sigh!

Are only two -

Either walk away blind

Or to take a knife.

I do not want to kill

For I'd vomit with guilt

But I don't want to stay

I'm of no help anyway!

What do I do!

I just want to live

A happy full life

Until I am called!

I do not want to die

At the hands of a dictator

Nor while shredding him to pieces

With millions of spectators!

I want to walk free on my street

Without killing or being killed

I just want to live a full life

A happy full life, without fear!