the road less trodden sometimes has a hairpin bend
there is prejudice preemption and precaution to tend
the risks may give a rush to the adrenalin
the daring may give a push to help you win
and then there is responsibility and consequence to fend
stopping by woods on a snowy evening may sound romantic
wolves in the hiding also hope it’s the option you pick
the adventure may give new ideas in the head
the bravura may save you from being dead
and then there is ability to fight your battles with a stick
acquainted with the night helps your eyes adjust to darkness
the light at the end of the tunnel is blinding with its starkness
the journey may teach you how to handle strife
the self-assurance may be the very key to life
and then there is inner strength and ingenuities to harness
nothing gold can stay save the love for it which never goes away
we are as perishable as the things we run after and still we sway
the trajectory may take us to the pyramid
with confidence we are cleverer the Pharoah was a kid
and then there is a friable human racing to catch each golden ray
by mending walls we mark our territories much like animals
we assume we are smarter than them yet follow the same principles
once a gatherer always a gatherer with some time on loan
why do we keep forgetting a simple fact we too are pre-owned
and then there is a willful witlessness and genuine belief in fairy tales