S

urvival
has replaced
fulfillment.
Life is stripped
to its essence.

From which cup
will you drink
your deepest draught?

The cup of public approbation,
admiration for
your knowledge
and a job well done?

The cup of duty done
and obligations fulfilled,
having stood by your
woman and your friend
despite the loss of dreams?

The cup of illicit dreams,
of sensuality, love and
the thrill of what you want
instead of what
you have accepted?