Death was never an option.
But in every situation we faced,
decisions we controlled, and those beyond our reach.
There was always one realization.
Death was the only option given to us.
The master and the slave.
He who imprisons another is only
a prisoner to he whom is imprisoned.
Where choices and freedom is only but a concept,
I weep for the free, because his bondage is never ending.
In the footsteps of the high spirited we must walk.
This is the last truth spoken to the strong.
Let the weak resist the burden of knowledge.
This is the only option to him that knows.
There is never an option given.