Signpost Of Life

At that place where there is nowhere left to fall

Is a signpost to one's life where all roads lead

Up except one that points to nowhere at all;

One must try to clamber up till fingers bleed.

To choose to go down is an invitation

To He that rests below – the Prince of all Lies –

The jackal with two faces – an admission

To add your pitiful life to all those lives

That have succumbed to overwhelming sadness;

Slipped down the slippery slope of suffering

To be engulfed in the great well of madness;

Of torture to the tormented soul – teasing.

Do not choose the lower path to Hell's cauldron

Clamber up the many paths to salvation.