Blind sided with the irony,
That we determine our destiny,
And, we choose for humanity...
To loose.
Why choose to lose?
It takes my breath away,
Don't waste another day,
It makes me have to gasp,
The reasons I can't grasp.
I'd raise a ruckus,
But, I got hit in the gut,
Now I can't speak out,
For either of us.
Breathless.