Wednesday, November 01, 2006

The Road Not Taken

So I was thinking about the post that I posted prior to this one. Sometimes when you make that choice that needs to be done it doesn't seem right. People may judge you, as if it is there right, because you make the right choices. The right choice is not always the most preferred one. Sometimes it is less saught after because less people now choose the most morally and ethically correct paths in life. With that thought in mind, I would like to post a poem by my favorite poet. This poem is not my favorite by him, however, it is one of the most widely known and one of the most rellevant poems to the topic.

The Road Not Taken
Robert Frost

TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

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