Monday, January 30, 2012

The Journey

Life is unpleasant though pleasant
The traveled roads are obscure
The hills and valleys beauty
Lend their purpose and fulfill

We tend to wonder at times
Traveling onward and on
Passively aggressive and mild
So tedious the brain is the mind

Push and shove duck and dodge
Make way and clear the roads
Though futile it seems
Moving that in the way

Thinking it done but finished not
Cause the roads clearing is naught
For now we dig and probe the things
That take the place of before

Hours work is evermore endless
As we journey through live
Nostrils filled with sweet stench
For the roads of life lingers on 


Poetry Picnic Week 24

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