First time out you could have turned left.
It was clear both ways,
Neither route any easier.
But you didn’t look again. BANG.
A soul lost. You got another chance.
You should have turned left,
But trusted fate to the odds.
You pushed down hard. CRASH.
Now a family shattered. It would be different.
Focus on the journey not the destination.
You must turn left,
Foot slips, and fall fast. SMASH.
Everyone you know standing in a circle.
You slowly but surely walk to the centre,
You place a wreath “NOW” it reads.
Upright, your head high, you turn left.