Going on a walk to surpass the day
There is no destination planned for me
As I wind my way through hectic city streets
To retire to the country peace.
I walk on down the wide, wide path,
That soon begins to narrow,
And to my surprise, when the road should have pressed on
Were three smaller roads
Each one neat and clean
Which one to choose? Which one to pick?
It simply can't be easy.
They're all the same and yet so different
I can't make up my mind.
I need to know. I want to know
But it’s so hard you see.
I find the posts with the three road names,
Reading Idolization, Goodwill, and Compassion.
Which one meant more, I couldn't tell you
One or the other, this one or that,
To make up my mind would take more than time
It would take a lifetime if not only that
I would give up a million for that one decision.
I thought and I sat, I sat and I thought,
But my mind remained unmade.
I decided to wait and decide on it later,
But later would come sooner.
For I could never forget those posts,
The posts that read the names,
Those names that I am getting to know really well
Those three little roads named
Idolization, Goodwill and Compassion.