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To Shoot, or Not to Shoot

To shoot, or not to shoot, that is the question,
Whether tis nobler in this feud to suffer the accusations and imputations of
Outraged democratic republicans, and thus concede,
Or to take the life of Burr, my first friend, my enemy.
To kill, to die, the question’s black and white, do I do what I came here for
Or do I do what is right? How intransigent must one be
To take a life over nothing more than a political dispute, a mere rivalry?
But what's more, how will they remember me?
If I throw away my shot how will I guarantee a nation
That will keep our descendants free? What if this bullet is my shot,
This bullet is my legacy. Aye, there's the rub,
For in my final moments what will keep me alive?
What choice will keep me alive? To live is not just to breathe,
To live holds far more meaning. History has its eyes on me
So what should I make of my legacy?
The murderer or the martyr, the villain or one smarter,
I have no control over who lives who dies or who tells my story but this!
This choice, this shot, right here right now, dictates it all.
Will my reputation endure or do I help it fall,
Will I be missed or barely mentioned at all?
I must do what’s right, I must refuse to fight,
If he's a gentlemen he’ll follow suit, I aim my pistol at the sky; now Burr
The question, turns to you.

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