Two Roads

The frosty roads said
I had a choice
But did I;
Or was I pushed?
One was laid in eternal doom
Marked by tears of priors
The other no better
No worse for wear
My choices are they choices?
Or are they the force of hand?
Not the hand of Almighty
But the hand of man
They say he wrote it in jest
But I'm serious;
Very much so.
Two roads they diverged
Behind a door
One to death
Another to murder