The Road We Travel.

The road we travel,

Is far and narrow.

Run as much as one can,

But there isn’t an arrow.

The directions are often misleading,

They don’t show the path,

The knowledgeable keep quiet,

While the unknowledgeable run amok.

The road we travel has life hidden in it,

But to find it,

It often takes a strain to get through it.

It’s unlawful.

It’s unwanted.

Only the support remains,

While others vamos.


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