Choices are like voices that snear in your ear

Wishes are like fishes that swim up stream in your dream

I am the dictionary definition of bittersweet

I am the living incarnation of melancholy

I am as the poor servant serving two masters

I am as Washington with houses divided

I am overwhelmed with opportunities

I am cursed with constraints

I have the godlike power of a slug choosing to stay or to crawl

I want it all

What does it take to beat the snake

In the battle over Eden?

What's the fine line between dreams & reason?

When the impossible becomes mandatory

Is it for triumph or glory?

How far do we go when we hear the call?

I want it all

What is the measure of this thing called "love"?

From what perverse wellspring of emotion does it flow of?

Can we choose our loves & by what criteria?

Is it love, or is it hysteria?

In the end, I just don't know

But then again, I do.

I want it all.

Copyright (c) 1996 by David Gewirtz. All rights reserved worldwide.