Into the Wilderness
A poem
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one well-tread,
With soft a sand surface beneath my feet
And the harsh wilderness trimmed to a fringe
Even with the greater path obscured,
I can always see the trail before me.
Another road diverged into the wood,
Laying undisturbed yet ominous
Infamously taken by others
Their sordid stories studied–
Repeated so posterity may know
History's lessons in gravity
When the time comes to forge paths anew
I wish them to reflect
The intentions of the one beneath my feet
Crafted with percipience,
layer by layer,
To safely guide our adventures
So,
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I–
wisely,
took the one well-tread
because unlike the other,
it didn’t lead off a fucking cliff.
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Matthew J. Fromm
Full-time nerd, history enthusiast, and proprietor of arcane knowledge.
Here there be dragons, knights, castles, and quests (plus the occasional dose of absurdity).
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