Two Doors Of Choice Poem by Daegonius Bonapartea

upon the heavens i came yet there were two in my wake

only one choice to rejoice to the door i choose for my own salvations sake

the door towards the left was faded in red and a golden aura moved about it

the one to the right was black and its exterior were a bright silver

For the one that i had chose was representation of me my aura and my fate

thought i to select the one with lesser color and pale and one that i thought none had entered

so i chose the one in black

little did i know the one in black witheld the doors color on the left and hence the laws of the opposites came through me

for in that door were all of my memories of thee this door freed me and all my loving glee

and so i thought back if i had chosen the left door would be within it this exteriored door?

that i cannot know for the one that i entered locked itself behind me

and forver have i chosen this path because i chose it

so i lay trapped here in these memories of complete serenity

just me oh but just for me

and inside your heart lies two doors as well

but it tis hard to know which one to choose oh wich one to tell

choose the one opposite in color and the one that has your love

for if you do you are sure to prevail beneath your desires core

so i chose the door on my right for it chose me and i chose it

and there is no other i would have chose

now end this story this book i close