Crossing Crossroads Again

No matter how long the road,
Walking on it if its hot or cold,
Have you ever thought?
A cross road already crossed...
May Be visible again,
And so does the pain,
That you faced when,
You were earlier at that same bend...


Even if may not be exactly the same,
You find yourself again playing this game,
Of choosing a path and walking on it,
Who knows if it leads to a mountain or a pit...


You try to walk straight, imagining,
That you cannot see this bending...
Thinking it is safer to walk straight here,
Since where any path would lead is unclear...


Whatever path you choose to take,
As always it is going to be make or break...
The choice decides whether you make you life and break the shackles,
Or make a cage and break your life in its rattle...
Choose wisely so that you don't repent later,
And you might end up climbing a mountain on an escalator...