Which way do I go? (Poem)

So, April is national poetry month. So, I asked several people on my social media to give me prompts to write about. This one comes from a friend named Sue. Her prompt was, “Out of Step with Everyone Else.”

I hope you like it.

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Left, possibly

Right, maybe

Perhaps I’ll just let the stars tell me

2,000 years of collective human knowledge

And the world is stumbling over itself.

I’m not sure where to begin, now

Everyone says they have the answer, how?

How do they know which way is up

When it seems the whole world is upside down?

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood

For Frost that was enough

But the road less taken has been taken

Till it’s worn right down

I – am but a woman

But I am every woman when Chaka

Sings soulfully through the earbuds in my ears

When I walk my dogs through the park

I see the birds and trees and think

That nothing could possibly be wrong

But I feel so out of place

Now, which way to go?

That’s the million dollar question

Do I follow midnight’s long procession and wait

For the sun to speak to me which direction I must Trod?

Or do I decide to cast my gaze inward

Find my truth built somehow inside me

And let my footfalls fall upon my undiscovered country

of self-reliance or some untapped reservoir of faith?

Right, possibly

Go left, I dunno, maybe

But wherever I go I don’t think I have to

Fear teeming crowds of curious minds

For they’ve all made their decisions

Embracing clichéd difference of opinions

From Humble neighborhoods, straight on through to

Beverly Hills

So, I’ll find my path my own way

Listening solely to my own conscience

Change direction when I feel the earth trying

To tell me what I should already know

For I am wiser than my years, now

I know easy answers are mostly low brow

So, I’ll dig my own path willingly, deftly

Fearlessly, until like Stevie

I’ve taken this love and I’ve taken it down

having found the answers then…then, I’ll turn around