Life Choices

LIFE CHOICES By Kevin L Fairbrother He sat in his rocking chair, willing time to pass A stubby of beer in his hand and a *** in his mouth Rocking to the country music blaring in the background This man so alone, thinking about his last breath Once a family man of great strength and character Working days spent at the saw mill in the bush Sucking on rollies through-out the working day Never thinking that one day he would be short of breath The ravages of life choices, booze and fags will shorten your time For now his ravaged body is but a shadow of it self Lacking in energy, can’t work, crippled with pain hard to walk His body once full of life, now dying from life choices Slowly the man lifts the beer to savior the nectar he needs Time is suddenly frozen for he never gets his last drink His body slumped he has succumbed, no pain now, just silence The rocking chair now still, his body lifeless and growing cold Life choices have taken this man too early, he was so young He had the choice to not drink alcohol or smoke tobacco He had the choice of living a long and productive life But LIFE CHOICES ended his time on earth to soon