Two long and narrow roads branched off
in the middle of a thick dense forest
and I desired to walk and travel both.
Being one sole entity so earnest
but a believer in the concept of duality
I gazed on them as far as I could behold
to where they vanished into infinity.
I looked at one of that which did branch
It did appear barren; more dry, desolate
and looked lonelier than the other
which was much more fertile and green
and appeared more frequently used.
The road that was surrounded by green
on both sides was well worn
and had inns and motels to rest on
with smiling and beckoning irresistible women
with wine and gourmet both tantalizingly sublime.
The wicked and evil side within me
decided to set out on the journey and travel
on the outwardly green and beaten path,
while the sweet good angel within me
did not bother to opt or chose
the dry and desolate road of good
For the good within me,
the road did not matter; nor the lack of food
It was only the way or the intent so to say
With which one traveled that did.
While the bad within me
was attracted by the sights and the lights
as well as sounds of the evil road.
I was curious to find out and come to know
the destinations of the winding road
and decided to share my entire  time
between traveling with the bad
side of me and the good
side of me; both equally shared.
I decided not to be biased
or judgmental about either
of my two sides.
I decided to share my life
equally with both the sides of me.
I then called upon my good
and bad side and asked them
with whom I should travel first.
While the bad wanted me
to start the journey with him,
the good couldn’t care less
and was the least bit bothered.
Perceiving my dilemma
the good told me, “my friend and master,
you will need youth on your side
if you are to bear the rigor
and hardships of the road
that has been provided
for you to experience the journey”.
But the bad would not
accept his argument.
The bad wanted me
to give it a chance
to first satisfy itself fully
and since the good
was not too particular
I allowed myself
to be swayed by the bad.

Now I am beaten and worn
And I have learn’t the perils of the bad
I’m so tired and my muscles are torn
It really makes me so sad
That I didn’t give the good road the chance
It deserved to be my priority
I just wanted a ***** dance
And pamper all of my vanity.
Now though I wish to walk the road of goodness
I find that am physically weary and unfit
I have become so used to the luxury of the badness
That for the road of goodness I’m now a misfit
While the good side of me
Contemptuously says, “I told you so”
For the bad has managed to not let me be
And now its time to leave my body and go…