Alone!
Weary and tired, yet fresh to the cold of dawn
Christened with the weight of breath
Only to gaze nomadically down the barrel of darkened turns and dim lit street waves
Created in ways, formed and fashioned in pain
My mind is set on track, one way to end in inevitable death
“From mud to mud”
They say life’s destiny is determined by its journey
Why did they say such!?
As life began, confused and distant holding memory to silly things
The pace was set in motion
1 comment:
Put your shoulder to the wheel and keep grinding! They say such because you don't get the answers to life's questions before the next step in the journey or during the journey, you get them after the stages in a journey (for some later). So if you want to learn, you turn around (before you move forward) and say "Oh! That's what I was supposed to do or So that's how you do it!" The only way you'll learn life is if you do it! with and without trials...:)
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