Crossroads...in Search of Something More Concrete.
Only so many roads to go down
Life's journies
Crossroads,
In Search of Something
More Concrete.
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All my life spent in search
of something more concrete,
chasing brighter horizons
yet still set in my ways,
watching dreams rushing by me
in a blur..just like billboards
faded, bent down and worn
all those places unvisited
there was no time to stop...
on my long, one-way journey,
headed for middle-age. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Now my life is half-spent
and I still find myself
rushing on in a blur,
towards something more concrete
that is stretching before me ,
to endless horizons
searching places unvisited,
my ways set before me
time stops for no one ,
yet those billboards entice me
promising me sweet dreams,
of brighter horizons
exit....just round the bend.... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Cause soon enough
I'll be fading
bent down and worn,
so I'm chaste as I journey
down that long one-way road,
leading off to that place
that we all know as aging ,
that we constantly seek to
a.....Void! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ There's a marker that's waiting
in the miles left before me
that will highlight my exit
from the road dust of life,
with a sigh I will drift
without hopes of a by-pass,
round that bend to a place
only visited once,
and forever remain
'neath a more concrete setting,
long past aging and pain
off the road spent in life.
© 2009 Matthew Frederick Blowers III