I will simply ask
Would you like to go out in a hush
Or a splat?
Do you want to be known
For jumping of the highest tower in Rome?
Or would you like to be whispered
Of a life mundanely nurtured?
I am not here to judge!
My opinion is silent!
But would you like to fall in a war so violent,
As to see the sky red and many faces blue?
Of final heard words shouted to you?
Or like a candle burning wax,
Causing others little tax?
Of history recorded?
Or of secrets well hoarded?
With crashing parades of foolish charades?
Or a farewell forgotten?
A life death turned rotten?
This you must decide!
…so don’t ask me.