Well well, what's your decision?
What will you do?
This or that, here or there?
It's up to you
But let me forewarn you
about the consequences
of some splitting worlds and collapsing expenses
You come up to your forked path
You may only choose one and never look back
So what happens then?
For decades it's been debated by men
There's two ways that most agree with
Which one is right? We've yet to see it.
Now some say when you choose your path
While you only pick one, it's two in math
You'll never see yourself on that other path, no,
But like some odd distant phantom clone,
In a whole nother world, there's another you
Going down that path you never ensue.
Others argue, the cat-killers and box enthusiasts,
That when you've chosen your way at last
You cause that other path to totally collapse
Now there your way, and nothing but it
Splitting the universe just doesn't cut it
So there's your options, some of the oddest
A heated argument, but the same result if you want to be honest
But, we ask, on which path you will you go?
We might just shrug and say 'If we never look, we'll never know.'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem