Those Shunned Crossroads of Life: A Poem
Habits and routines seem to be good friends
because man is like tailored to follow and obey
and that's why we like all those customs and trends
hating those offered choices that would make us stray.
Crossroads of life are a threat to our comfort zone
and we dread prospects of becoming a beginner
to dwell in a newness of life totally unknown
to some of us equal to being a sinner.
Accepting challenge to take yet untraveled road
feels like a mirage in desert tempting us to do it
with promise of dropping a heavy familiar load
so why do we always end up saying "screw it!"
Standing at our crossroad we look left and right
as if frozen in that place and reluctant as ever
then we look behind and we love that sight
making up our mind to stay there forever.
Changes in life, as promising as they may be
but felt as betrayal of everything sacred to us
by never knowing that which we refuse to see
life stays stuck in chapter one --- but why fuss.