Two roads diverged in a deep wood,
And I am sorry could not travel both.
I stood under the lush green trees,
Hoping the answer was with the breeze.
For I had to choose, and take an oath.
Then I took the road travelled much,
That Man had through years explored.
But I realized that my vision was clouded,
For the road was worn, and very crowded.
The grass was cut, and left no reward.
I remember the moment when I chose,
The road that I thought Men suggest.
I said I would come back for the other,
But first take the one, all reckoned.
I took the road, and found unrest.
Oh, I moan today, as I sadly speak,
Long ago, when wisdom was not born.
Two roads diverged in a deep wood,
I took the road that was more worn,
And that took my life away from me.
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