In the quiet room, under gentle lights,
A choice is made, amidst thoughtful nights.
A vasectomy, a path to take,
A choice to shape, a future to make.
The surgeon’s hand, steady and sure,
Severs the link, forevermore.
The vas deferens, once a bridge so strong,
Now closed off, a decision lifelong.
No more the journey from testes to stream,
No more the chance for life to teem.
Sterile now, in this chosen fate,
A new chapter begins, without debate.
Safe and sound, under watchful care,
The patient rests, relieved of the dare.
A method tried, a success assured,
For future plans, this choice endured.
But heed the words, a note to say,
For nothing in life is set to stay.
Though meant to last, a vow so deep,
Sometimes, in dreams, reversals do creep.
Yet still, the journey, a tale to tell,
Of choices made, and futures swelled.
A vasectomy, a path so clear,
A choice embraced, without fear.
