In a parallel world, I have made different choices,
I did not fall in love, I made giant mistakes.
In that twin universe, we did not meet each other,
And all that we know never ever took place.
In a parallel world, I’m a violent felon,
Get in fights, beat and rob, also spent time in jail.
In that twin universe, I have nothing to live for,
Only suffering loss, pain, regret, and despair.
In a parallel world, I have married another,
We did somewhat okay, only just for a while.
In that place over there we fought much, hate each other,
We were coupled together, but never a pair.
The weather out there in that parallel universe,
Is the same as is here, seasons, sunshine, and rain.
All the towns and the streets are too, pretty identical,
So are dreams, hopes, desires, and people who care.
It’s the choice that is different, at that one intersection,
When an option presents, you take left instead right.
That’s how chances are missed and sure futures lose merit,
To a life that heads downhill instead of to great.
In a parallel world, I took different direction,
That had changed life forever for me and for some.
In that twin universe, I did not write this poem,
Or anything else I created in time.