The Paths

  Walk forward to the Decidable fate,
 To slowly forget all the hate.
 Ill place the path a sign,
 to maybe help scent the bait.

  While walking fear be the spine,
 and why will the feet not walk the line.
  Is it the Path thy chose,
 That led to where thy died.

  To the left lay many crows,
 and the right hold those who oppose.
 What path will we take?
 what do both sides know?

  As the brain began to ache,
 What place have we been blessed to wake?

  At the end is sun-shine,
 to reach may take some time.

  Why not stop as we've begun to slow?
 Because soon there will be too much to tow.

  Please stop take a drink from the lake,
 Please stop take a bite from this new lime,
 We must stop in order to flow.