The Choice

The life of choice

For young people to decide

Between the sloping valley

And the flat path

My heart cries in pain

When I see young ladies

Who choose to lose their virginal pride

And open their doors and windows

For a little pay

You should remember

The renowned past generations

Had passed through and chose

And those who chose to sing the bad song

Danced with ghosts around

And bitten by venom

In this life of choices

It is better to sing the best song

That can change life

With a much sweeter experience

20^th November, 2008