Sinking Sand

Choose

The choice

Lies before me.

Before us all

But I wonder

If it's our choice at all.

We have no firm stand

On any solid ground

It's all just sinking sand.

Out fights are feeble.

To stand seems really to fall

Deeper and deeper

In this sinking sand.

I try to crawl,

Try to escape

But the struggle is in vain

It's hard to win

When the war's all in your brain.

What is victory?

Can it ever be?

There is only onward

Always fighting, always working

Til death do us part.

But that's the good part,

Death.

When we realize it always was

Our choice.

We just didn't know exactly

What we were choosing.

Choosing life

Truth

Faith

Boldness

Action

Love.

We choose to fight

Endlessly,

But we fight not with

Hate

Anger

Arrogance,

But with love.

The most feared weapon of all.

That is when we

Sink

Into victory.