Euphemism

It is time to make a choice… think of your future, your children’s future… and your children’s children… your children…

Thinking of the future is like drinking
hot water
from
red velum
paper cups,
too thin to hold much of anything.

Swallowed a toad,
can’t get much worse from here.

The road may fork but neither direction is on the path
traveled or not.

We have to make a decision
it will never be right
always wrong,
but truthful, real, and in the past.
That is what choice is.
Is this what choice is?