I was just sitting here not doing econ hw and decided to write a poem that has incredible personal meaning to me, and which happened to be inspired by another equally great verse, Robert Frost's the road not taken.
The Road Not Taken: Revised with pragmatism in mind by Robbie Carman
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I’d never asked for directions
And be a smart traveler, long I stood
Decisions, I knew, were never good;
Wisely I opted for closer inspection.
It actually wasn’t so tough to unravel.
All I knew then, of the first of the both,
Was that eventually it bent into some undergrowth.
The other was grassy and seemed lesser traveled
And this, within reason, was reason to loath.
And both on that pivotal morning lay
Untouched like a virgin awaiting her first.
Oh, the regret that might stem from today!
Yet knowing how risks are often met with a curse,
I knew in my heart I’d avoided the worst.
I shan’t be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I
I took the one more traveled by,
And barely dodged making a difference.
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