Path towards Destiny

Walking along the path towards destiny

I come upon a crossroad with two signs

As I come to distance, I realize I cannot read the signs

Scribbled marks crafted into the wood are unclear to my youth

I turn around and quickly walk back, its not my time

Years later, I find my self on the journey towards destiny as a young man

I reach the crossroad with two signs once again

This time I'm wearing the glasses of maturity

The letters are crisp and clear, still I can't read

It is written in some foreign tongue unknown to me

Slowly, I turn around, walk back down the path, I'm not ready yet

Decades later, as an old man I walk feebly down the path

The path that I have traveled many times

This time is different

This time I am wearing the mask of wisdom

As I approach the sign I find I can read and understand

One sign reads: happiness

Other sign reads: wealth

The paths are divided by thick forests of poison ivy and oak

Path of happiness is filled with fine fruit and silver paved paths

Path of wealth is filled with extravagant fruits and gold paved paths

My maturity and my wisdom show me the way to path of happiness

They show me that path of wealth fruit's turn rotten and paths turn to wood

They show me that path of happiness stays the same, stays true to me

I meet with destiny, we have a conversation

Other men come from path of wealth, men without wisdom or maturity

These men are tired, hurt, and dieing depressed and with pain

Destiny has told me I will die in peace, die with a smile on my face

I see through the eyes Destiny and my soul he takes

Before I leave, he tells me a message to tell all

Your life is your decision and your destiny is your choice to make