Eyes somber
Glance at you
And then back to my home.

What do I choose?
You, my master
The warmth of your embrace
On winter nights
Your guiding hand ever leading me
Your strength my comfort?

Or this
What they say
I was born for
Government of a planet
Wealth beyond imagination
And the worship of millions?

Two voices whisper
In my ear
And such is my confusion
I cannot tell which
Is the Dark Side
And which the Light.

END