Different path beckons on me
I look down at one
Green and grassy,
The other muddy and dusty
Am just an alone traveler
On a route to my destination
Then i took a path,
Far away i wander into the unknown
welcome by footprints,
The fallen heroes of the past.
Man footprint watered the way
but i took the one less trodden on
Knowing, immortally, i shall live on
As far as i sojourn
I took on the greenly path
Walking as a lone traveler
But never alone
The birds sang to me
The waves of the forest trees clap for me
Green leaves my bed and comfort
Each morning beckons for different ways
Knowing that different ways lead to a path
Gallantly i rode off
Knowing victory is mine
As i run the victory lap.
Telling the stories of ages past
Two roads diverging into the forest,
And i, i took my path
That's make a huge different
With open arms am welcome
As i enter into the mighty gate
A track for all, This is my cross.
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