What is Life?

Life’s neither a gift nor is it a curse.

It’s basically whatever we want it to be …

Multiple choice: to abort or not to abort?

To forgive or not to forgive?

To love or not to love?

Ha! Good luck in a world that

Shuns kisses and hugs,

Praises ditches and shoves.

Chapped lips lubricated with hate.

Lovers search for these particular traits;

It’s how real men get historical dates.

Machiavellian karma has dictated many fates.

Too bad it’s misunderstood.

To be feared rather than loved is good—

If you’re surrounded by heartless cowards.

But to be feared by your Father? Mother? Son? Daughter?

In that context, I’d rather be loved and slaughtered.