The Paths

A poem of choices.

The Paths

I’m stumbling down a road

A road which ends in only death

I come to a fork and sit to ponder

Shall I go down a path to money and greed?

Or do I follow the way to love and family?

After pondering for years

Trying to walk in the middle of the two ways

A new path appears

I gladly take it

But this path is short

As I near the end, I wonder what path this is

The path ends and I fall

I realize what path this is

The path of those who cannot choose

I wish to go back

But cannot

For there is no going back in life