The risk – one turn, left or right?
Left is immutable beauty
Right… immortality.
The choice between the two
Without even a hint or a clue,
So I’ll take the risk.

Mother or Father?
The choice that swells you up and
Makes your love for both of them
Miniscule and plain.
If you take care of me
Then we’ll have to see
But I’ll take that risk.

The final dilemma.
Bitter and sad.
My love and my best friend.
As the final tear of choice
Runs down my cheek
I’ll take one, last risk.