A man stood where two paths met,
One veered to the right-
The other, the left.
For the man had to choose one or the other,
Though there was no way to tell which ended in peace or bother

Left or right, choose as you might.
One leads to heaven, the other to hell,
For you, darling, calls the bell.
Either way the choice is yours,
So cheer or remorse, forevermore.

The path to the left seemed to hold no end,
It stretched on for years and around the bend.
Yet to the right was utterly the same,
Both were well trodden with joyful shame.
As his hopeful thoughts fell like rain.

Left or right, choose as you might.
One leads to heaven, the other to hell,
For you, darling, calls the bell.
Either way the choice is yours,
So cheer or remorse, forevermore.

Now the man took a deep breath,
And as he did so a breeze screaming of death,
Strongly besieged him from the path to the right.
He then chose the left to end his plight.
Apprehension was bade only in night.

Left or right, choose as you might.
One leads to heaven, the other to hell,
For you, darling, calls the bell.
Either way the choice is yours,
So cheer or remorse, forevermore.

Along the path he walked a dozen leagues, head high,
He deemed wholly that the breeze did not lie.
And at its end he was rewarded without blight,
A castle of ivory stood with glorious might.
Angels’ songs laced the air with extraordinary serenity outright.

Left or right, choose as you might.
One leads to heaven, the other to hell,
For you, darling, calls the bell.
Either way the choice is yours,
So cheer or remorse, forevermore.