Choice Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Choice



Is the people's choice really a choice or a brainwashing of someone else's ideas?
Do people decide their own lives or live off of someone else's dreams?
Everything is so closely incorporated, how can people tell when they are deciding something on their own, or making a decision based on another's theories?
Is the people's choice really a choice?
Or just a manufactured, mass productive ideal, belonging to a few.

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