Make a choice

And here I stand again

Looking at the river from above

Trees hum their song

the same tune they'll always have

The wing wails a woeful tune

Songs that you'll never hear again

The earth beats

Keeping all steady, the metronome

The water moving on and on

The amplifier of the world

Here, I'll stand again

At a point of life or death

At a point where I'm forced to make a choice

At a point where everything narrows down

And I'm left with two options

Can I walk away from this, and not regret my choice?