If I had a choice,
I would backpack
See the sights,
Swim the oceans,
Fly the skies,
Touch the moon,
If I had a choice….
Do I have a choice?
To not stay grounded,
Not work in the correct job,
Not marry one you choose,
Not be hounded by your moralities,
Not conform to your norms,
Do I have a choice?
I made you,
And now you stalk me.
I told you to protect my like,
And now you attack me.
I could change you,
But I am bound by the rules I created.
Oh society! Give me the choice.
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This is a wonderful writing on such a complex issue. Do we have a choice???
Thank you! Indeed, we do not have much of a choice. We (referring to all humans over the ages) have shackled ourselves.
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