Indecision
Innumerable roads are laid before my eyes
Some are constructed out of stones and bitumen,
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Unfortunately, none of us are born with a map to guide us. Life is just a series of missteps and wrong paths taken. Sometimes we think we're on the right path, but it goes nowhere. The key is to keep traveling, use your common sense, and hope for the best. And the best part is, you're not alone. You'll always come across a fellow traveler. And perhaps, in helping another lost traveler, you will find your way. An insightful poem, voicing the concern of us all.
Take yet another look in old age. I am fortunate in being comfortabe and surrounded with good people. Make someone happier today if only a street person (written by a person who lives in a big city)