the road not taken

"Two roads diverged in a wood, and I-
I took the one less traveled by
And that has made all the difference".

Those famous words, such famous words,
how we oohed and aahed
how we analyzed and expanded and discoursed
upon the written word
literary criticicm
how proudly we announced
our trade
and what they were
words on a page
by a writer long dead
pages and pages
we expounded on its merit
hours upon hours
we fought and fought over it
exhausted
satiated
thirst in our throats
smiles on our faces
pleased we said our piece
but what did it all mean
in this petty life
we lived
finding meaning in yellowed pages
what did it all mean
on the roads
yellowed with lights
diverging in a concrete wood
shadowed by tall tall lampposts
diverging
splitting
dare i take the one less traveled by
would it have made all the difference
a dead end
gridlocked residential monotones
of grills and padlocks
heavy gates
and sentry posts
dare i take the one less traveled by
would it have made all the difference
a lone road
uphill monotonous cheerlessness
heavy steps
and guarded looks
what would it have meant
how would it have been
to have so
courageously
outrageously
commendably
contemptibly
taken that road less traveled by
and made all the difference
to have made all the difference
so what did it all mean
to take the road less traveled by
when the spirit was dulled
and life was drained by living
and that has made all the difference