Trolley Problem

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The railroad crossings left singing;
for whom the bell tolls grows ever distinctive.
It looms in the backdrop of shattered ambition.
Sections diverge while efforts are sequenced.
Intentions, conventions, lessons are muddied.
Would you go off the rails to save everybody?
When is man truly paid in kind?
Is asking the question a sign repentence is nigh?
Who pulls the lever when a savior is held on a pedestal cracking to find themselves trapped in a bind?
When freedom of movement is ever confined.
Inaction's an action in actuality;
reaction time combined with habitual bias.

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