Are They Still Alive? Poem by RIC BASTASA

i did not choose the road
less traveled by, i have chosen
the opposite, treading on the road
traveled by all, the road more traveled,
the one with less strain, the one
with the nice terrain, the one where all
of us are doing the same things,
almost looking alike with the same food
that we take, with the same ornaments,
same house, same car, same vacation trips.

i am safe here, and they give you dignity,
the honor of just being like them, like all
of them.

deep within, one may think, as i do think
that we are less happier, but come to think
of it, are those who took the road less
traveled by, are still alive?