A message for you traveler who’s not traveled so long Some tidings I bring you, and present them in song Soon the road takes a turn, and the turn grants a fork You will need choose a path, a difficult work You may choose the direction that is journeyed by most You’ll find plenty of company, ‘A fine path’ they all boast Or instead you may choose the path overgrown Rare will be company, you shall go mostly alone But a word I must give you, I advise you to heed The outcome of the paths and the direction you lead Young lad please consider, think carefully with haste For one is toward life, and the other toward waste If you choose the direction, where most have tread feet The passage will be broad, it will be steady and mete You’ll face little challenge and the adventure will be ease Flattering tongues and wise men, will be not in the least: “The journey you’ve set on, and now just begun Will face good times many, in not long we’ll be done There’ll be merriment and gla
The lamp-posts are poetical...the lamp-post really has the whole poetry of man, for no other creature can lift a flame so high and guard it so well. --G K Chesterton, London Times July 24, 1909.