Two Paths Poem by Katy Lue

Two paths lie before me,
Each considerably worn,
One to my left and one to my right,
My decision is evenly torn,
There’s one beaming sun,
Alongside one magnificent sky,
But which one to choose is the problem I cry,
Could one be masked?
And secretly foul,
Or do both have the same sequence,
Are both equally traveled?
Or do my eyes simply deceive,
Was a trap put in play?
I think there are two,
But maybe there are three,
If that is the case then how will I know?
Which one’s the trap?
Which one’s the road?
I suppose I could guess,
Or randomly pick,
R maybe just maybe there’s no hidden trick,
Maybe I won’t choose any of these,
I’ll take a path that I find and see what I see,
Yes,
That’s it,
That’s exactly what I’ll do,
I’ll start a brand new path and then take another,
And maybe,
Just maybe,
we’ll run into each other