Last Song Standing

What to sing?

What would be my Last Song Standing?

Where to plant my flag?

When faced with the choice to live (because life always tries to cling to life) or to die (because to live would or could make life worse for others, or compromise my own precious integrity) what would be the rock that I would chose to stand upon from which I would make that decision.

I don’t think I will know that until, when or if, the moment comes.

But to be sure of making a good choice in that circumstance, I am undoubtedly going to need to learn to make good choices today.

-Is this a morbid or depressing thought? No. Well, a little bit perhaps. But people are having to make those kind of choices all the time in parts of the world where peace hasn’t prevailed. And my time for those choices, it would be stupid to believe otherwise, might come too. I’m just being practical.