Wide and Narrow Gates
By Anonymous
I stand at the gates of heaven above,
and the crowd behind me gives me a shove.
Which way to go?
The road littered with footprints?
or the one much less travelled…
where I will be seen as a prince.
The others have left and gone,
taken the easy path.
But there they will find,
a condemned man’s wrath.
But there have been some
who have taken the more difficult route,
and there they will have the freedom
to run and to shout.