At The Crossroads Poem by Benjamin Debrah

I stood there confused
I was just standing there
I didn't know which way to choose
They all seemed to go somewhere

I couldn't decide
My mind stood aside
Time passed by my side
My judgment went to hide

I couldn't relax
Choice was a burden
I needed to act
Most of the roads were tempting

Time had decided faster
So I was under pressure
I had no helper
It seemed so at that particular juncture

Then I looked at the wide ones
They were the most tempting
I remembered, wide ones didn't mean right ones
One of my favorite lessons