Choices Galore

Sit back and relax your cup of coffee will be cold if you don't drink it now... We have had, like everyone else our moments Of tenderness cruelty passion mourning and indifference.... Life has been kind, Life has always been about finding that one moment that we felt complete The rest has been fragments I know that I had lived long enough Sometimes in dark caves Sometimes in posh hotel rooms And sometimes Just inside your consciousness I had been the there When you had your hands deep in blood of dead babies I had been there when your fingers have touched the rainbows Although I wasn't there before you were born Neither will I be when you will be dead... I am just a part of yours I am your entire identity But I have no form I have no powers To act I can only suggest Crawl up to your hands like a snail or run around your fingers like a cheetah As you prepare yourself With the gun in hand, To kill Yourself Or Someone else... I am nothing And yet I am everything... Will you drink your cup of coffee today? ? It is served in a cup... Or Will you drink the blood? ? It is served in a soft, broken skull Of An infant that was killed By rats.... Souren Mondal March 14,2016