Crossing roads

So many roads
So many choices
So many people
In despair are waiting
To cross
But wonder
Which road
Should they choose.

So little time
So small the margin
For errors
The choice must
Be true, must
Be right, must
It must be
The Road to happiness

What is happiness
In the web of crisscrossed roads
Of endless choices

Only children are
Now crossing roads
With flying cars
In madness.

January 8, 2018

About alaindesade

Novelist, songwriter and philosopher. Has special interest in human relations, evolution of mind, inter-cultural complications, and the concept of God.
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