Drink.
It is the life cup, the death cup.
It is that which springs eternal.
There is no solace here.
No comfort.
You long for warmth,
Well then drink.
Immortality is in your hands.
I offer it to you, and you alone.
I lie.
Others will tread where you now stand.
I offer you a choice.
Live or die.
I care not which you choose.
Take the cup.
Drink from it or dash it on the ground
You cannot hang undecided forever.
The years will not ignore you,
Stand as you do now , wavering and you will find your chance has gone by. Drink.
You've nothing to lose but your soul.