Chances Poem by Danny The Dreamer Boyd

They said go right to heaven or; go left
To hell; but why this way? I could not tell;
And all I care is but when tolls the bell:
I would have lived in charge and not adrift.
Between two destinations I am cleft,
And knowing after all I have to dwell;
Today, however, I hear not a knell:
So why'd I waste a borrowed time and swift?
It's not about a simple left or right,
Some tread but one and wind up high and dry,
Lamenting that not tasted other fate;
What matters most are both, the black and white:
Hence yes, I have to all the options try,
And take a chance before it's way too late.