The Pianist and the Roads

The Pianist was running down the street...
He didn't know which road to take to cross the bridge....

He came to the 1st of the roads...
promised him a freedom...
said "Never"

He came to the 2nd...
promised him a hope
said he..."Never"

He came to the 3rd...
promised him a life immortal
said he..."Never"

He came to the 4th...
promised him an eternity
said he..."Never"

He came to the 5th...
promised him youth
said he..."Never"

He came to the 6th...
promised him all riches
said he..."Never"

At last,he came to road 7....
Asketh the road...
'Why decline so good their offers?"
Only then I promise u

Said the Pianist
"Ace:Freedom...from what?
My Music??
Never!"

"Deuce: New Hope?for what?
What I already hope??"
I'd rather Hope what I hope always...
We hope when we want things..
so craving and desires.... result in hope;credulous!

"Terzetto:Life immortal?
when death is so beautiful??
Never!!"

"Quatern:Eternity...of what??
Troubles...
Desires...
Life??...
You mock me...
Never"

"To Cinque:Youth....Ha!
So,essentially, I can't grow up....
I can't marry...
I can't drink beer....
I can't drive....
I can't do things i would want..
I'd have no feeling of what it is to be old...
so then,what is life???
hmmmph...never!"


"The 6th...the hexad...promised all riches
But what abt the poor....
whose riches i'll take?
free money.... without achievement!
amounts to stealing my conscience!
No...again!"

"Septet...You look wise...
Tell me Your promise...
If your offer is material....
I'd rather not cross you...."

"Septet says....
I promise you...
I will just let you cross"

The Pianist knew.....
The Pianist crossed...

The Pianist got what he wanted...

That is...

To cross a road across the bridge!