Merely Choices

Merely Choices Millions of hugs and millions of kisses are missing So too those glorious days for reminiscing Too many balls and too many dolls never played with Sixty million laughing voices, silenced as merely choices We now ride with young Willie McBride But you will never sit at our graveside For us there are no white crosses, no names upon a wall No one’s even heard our voices, we are gone as merely choices No glory, no honor, no eternal flame No laughing, no crying, no chance at a game Our demise rationalized as a right Since we had not a voice, we were extinguished as merely a choice But we are a living heavenly chorus Singing out that you might not ignore us We were butchered on an alter deemed progress Sixty million silent voices, sacrificed as merely choices