My road to heaven is not the same as yours, likewise,
My road to hell is different, too. Life is often random.
I have had two marriages. One lasted thirty minutes,
And the other lasted a lifetime. Love is often random.
Young, I was ruled by my anger. I had to learn
To let that go. My choices don’t have to be random.
I live a quiet life now, I say NO more often than ever.
The things I say YES to are quite random.
I mention heaven and hell, but I don’t believe in them,
Or fate. I believe what happens in life is mostly random.
Now I will end this poem. I may go out for a coffee
Or do some shopping. Whatever I do will be random.