A Fork In the Road

A Fork in the Road In everyone’s life, sooner or later, Comes the day to face a fork in the road. Ready or not, the chances are greater To encounter this daunting, heavy load. First, a state of stark confusion creeps in Followed by a wave of apprehension Forced by doubt, chagrin and indecision Feeling lost on Earth too far from heaven. The brain works hard traveling the cosmos Time stands sill, turning courage to compost ‘Think!’ screams the soul with a self-full of doubt Thunderous thoughts grope in the brain’s blackout. Heart racing still envisions future moves Hoping to find some invisible clues Hints, the familiar; none but burials Handful of options, slighted scenarios. Anxiety grabs the heart by the neck Applies pressure catches and releases Air foul of odor impure in a speck Announcing the arrival of feces. A fork in the road maybe a cliché But many can attest to its forte Stressing the vestige to wrongfully choose The desolate road to treacherously cruise. The fork in the road splits two destinies: A rendezvous with fate and penalties Another with fortune and happiness; One must go on, and proceed nonetheless. A fork in the road will always draw near To those without scope traveling in fear Pick one or the other— its sole demand, Choose the right one! — Its one-sided command.