Pick A Side

By Rhoades Maibam

A thousand miles from the start, Another thousand from the end Pick a side man, pick a side.

Why stop in the middle now? Why ponder for directions now? Pick a side man, pick a side.

Bruised, battered, and broken, you are Suffering in search of the man you aren’t Pick a side man, pick a side.

A mess too much, don’t you think? Of yourself and your life, you’ve barely inked! Pick a side man, pick a side.

“Plunge into the depths of no man”- to rise But you stand by the cliff, all traumatized! Pick a side man, pick a side.

And “Others believing and then you winning!” Oh! That’s only gonna get you whining Pick a side man, pick a side.

In the end, it’s your purpose that decides,

To end this curse of suicides!

So pick a side man, pick a side.

By Rhoades Maibam