Remote Control

I looked over my shoulder

At the fork in the road

Then tripped over a boulder

And spilled my heavy load

I should have gone the other way

This way is short, I know

But just my luck I second guess

This way each time I go

Next day, I tried the other path

Uphill the going slow

I looked over my shoulder

And fell backwards down the knoll

I always seem to choose the wrong

Remote the chances though

I wish there were another way

To choose and have control