The river bend of my childhood glowed in front of me,
and I sang as I strolled along the sewer run.
What wonders lie in front of me, I could only imagine.
Would my love be waiting at the end of my journey?
As I came to the fork, I looked both ways,
carefully searching for some sign from the Heavens.
In which direction did my heart truly lead?
It was difficult, back then, to decipher the truth.
To be honest, it’s still difficult, at times.
I listened to the voices in side of me,
arguing my future with you.
“To Hell if need be,” one said to the other.
“To Heaven,” the other, “It’s the only way.”
I stared downward, my confused tears joined the mucky water.
In one direction, I saw my future.
In the other, that which they wished for me.
I mumbled a prayer for my soul
and continued on my way.