Poetic Adventure

All have said as tales of old, that all wished to be apart of their own, forced into a path of sympathy, but only a few were born on a journey, many have travelled far and wide, only to meet with others demise, walking near the flames of hell, have made many cherish a life of will, for only a few go to heaven, but if only “you” could choose for yourselfs, but maybe you “will” prove to be worthy. (This poem has many smaller messages inside it, but the main meaning means adventure isn’t always as great like the tales, but all can choose to move towards their own adventure, even if they just stand still)