That Is Not Decided Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
That Is Not Decided
What can stop...
Is a choice to drop,
One's pain.
Trapped within devices...
None of which is liked.
Inside a box,
Blocked.
Inspite of invitations,
To enjoy the outside light!
A struggle ensues.
As if delighted.
And a shading to shadow,
Any brightness,
Engulfs.
With an enclosure imposed.
What can stop...
Is a choice to drop,
One's pain!
But...
That is not decided.
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