Choose life.

Choose a job.

Choose a career.

Choose a family.

Choose a fucking big Television

Choose a washing machines, Cars ..iPod and mobile phones

Choose good health ..low cholesterol and health insurance

Choose fixed-interest mortgage payments.

Choose a starter home

Choose your friends

Choose leisure wear and matching luggage

Choose a three-piece suite on hire

Purchase in a range of fucking fabrics.

Choose D.I.Y. and wondering who the fuck you are on Sunday morning

Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing, spirit-crushing game shows.

Stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth

Choose rotting a way at the end of it all

Pissing your last in a miserable home;

Nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish,

Fuck-up brats that you have spawned to replace yourself.

Choose future.

Choose life.

But why would I want to do a thing like that?

………………………

I Chose not to Choose life.

…I chose something else.

And the reasons?

There are no reasons.

 Who needs reasons when you are Somtong?