Their choices are to grow
or to die
together.
They choose to grow
as they get angry
amongst each other.
They choose to hate parts
to tolerate parts
and to love parts.
They choose to bicker
to debate
and at times they agree.
And when they stop
the muck
drags them down.
And they die
together
because they can no longer live united.
Tonight I wrote the poem in reaction to the image.
Thanks for reading.
-Temperamentally Tina
Their choices are to grow or to die together.
Temperamentally Tina 
In the end it’s still a choice to make though right?
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Yes. The muck dragged them down and they chose to die because they couldn’t work together to get out. They could have chose to stay United and get out together. At least that’s how I view it I try to write open ended because all minds should have a chance to wander and interpret differently.
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