An Opportunity

Behind the curtain of emerald green
Looked to be a path to the underworld
The biggest darkest cave I’ve ever seen
What I felt was anything but serene

At its threshold around me cool air swirled
Like a vacuum inviting me in
I’m wondering what is to be unfurled
My clammy skin feels as if it is knurled

Wondering what greets me beyond its door
Doubting if ample courage to explore
What if I were to be first to enter
My photo in local paper’s center

What if I were not to find a way out
And ‘Help! Help!’ were my final words to shout
An actual hero I’d never be
Just a line in the obituary