Million Choices Poem by Goodenough Sakhile Dlamini

We live by our rules yes we humans.
We believe we not ruled by demons.
We want the gold life surrounded by diamonds.
We live by our commands.
We leave the earth and live in the fantasy.
We have so many lives yes we are alive.
We set our morals and values to contrive.
We think we obey of where we come from we thrive.
We scared of the dark to survive.

Just confused all I see is one eye in pyramid
They say it a new world order
A confused youth by entertainment we exposed in
We use these signs every time we poise
Is this what they call illuminati?
They promise to enlighten the world illumination.
They say we are living under it, what a frustration.
Never to know it a temptation
These signs mean something, give a translation.
Listening to the music can become taxation?
Listening can be worshipping, what an illusion
Before the action happen we need a narration

Choosing Satan before God
Choosing lies before truth
Choosing booze before books
Choosing money before his grace
Choosing life before death
Choosing dark before light…
But he chosen us before him

Confused by million choices
Conceived by million voices
Received by million people
Blame others for your mistakes
We hold light just far to be recognise
Those Million choices
We don't create them they always there
Confused choose wrong one
Die young, remember, it was done
We in the middle of million choices
We convince ourselves that we only live once
We can die tomorrow no! Not now
What hurt the most is that we won’t die now
We will live with those choices for the next five decades.
No matter how wrong their are...
choose choices that you will be proud of tomorrow,
in these million choices...