When all the lanes merge into one
And brake lights flicker on,
You have no choice but sticking to
The road that you're upon.
The same applies to life; we age
And walk the paths we've chosen,
The other options out of reach
While we waste time supposin'...
How strange our journey might have been
If other roads had beckoned,
While opportunities still there
Evaporate each second.
So most of us continue on
And hope the traffic lightens
For turning onto routes unknown
Once thrilled, but now it frightens.
Sunday, September 21, 2014
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