YOU CHOOSE THE ROAD

by

(For my nephew Jason)

There is a road ahead you cannot see,

Littered with failure, woe, and cares unknown;

Littered with broken dreams, that hopelessly

Meanders through the brambles you have sown.

There is another road just round the bend,

Meandering through vales where blossoms blow!

That road just rolls on, to a joyful end,

Strewn with the wholesome crops of seeds you sow.

Oh, yes! two sudden roads branch off ahead:

One will be brightened by both sun and moon!

The other's just a path where heart-aches tread,

In so much darkness, spark of light's a boon!

You may be burdened on the road you choose,

But you, alone, in truth, can make the choice.

The future is your own, to win, or lose;

Yet, you should listen to the loving voice

Which urges you to choose the better way,

That you might journey on, complete and proud,

Bypassing all the exits to decay,

Amid the vulgar virtues of the crowd.

The vulgar virtues of the crowd, you know,

Should not prevail, unless you favour strife!

You choose the road, bypassing all the woe,

That you may journey through a happy life.

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Why don't you look at Sounds of Meadow Heights
by: Marriam Moussa
from: Melbourne, Victoria, Australia

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