Very Sartrean...

he had only one choice
and he takes it and survives
at the end

he sowed more choices
but eventually in order to live that simply
he discarded the other choices

'sacrifices, cuts and trashes' he declares.

and then she who was born with all
the fortunes and good genetic lineage
is bombarded with a million or more choices
as though she is a tiny boat
thrown into the Pacific Ocean
tossed by all the possibilities
which she had no power
to ignore

she sinks and drowns herself.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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