The Road Less Traveled

the road less traveled i often wonder
where young lad come and enter
and finally found nowhere
their end and goal just disappear

the road less traveled i happen to reflect
whether it's me who has defect
to embrace this journey so perfect
which i wish cause an effect

oh many travelers did never see
its worth for anyone to be
where people feel the human frailty
and forget the meaning for the many

why do people fail to realize
that this path of life needs not any prize
but rather a piece of true sacrifice
for other people that nobody dares to sympathize

oh when will one see the value of this way
and find it worthy to be lived wherever one may be
living for the people and not the self and 'me'
this road is what the world badly needs today.

by FRAGMENTS AND PIECES

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