Dilemma
“To be or not to be”,
The question Hamlet asked
Ahead, a dismal future,
Behind, a tortured past
Flights of time’s sharp arrows
Caused much travail and tears
And did not dull or lose their sting
As he worked through his years
“Not to be” is quite a risk
Of “if” and “where” and “when”
And all these risks are far beyond
Our paltry human ken
So when I think about it,
I guess this is the “why”
We all desire heaven,
But no one wants to die.
