Rev. Rebecca Guile Hudson Poet I do not know?

Crossroads

I’m standing at the corner
of “I don’t know what to do”

I’ve been standing at this corner
since I was three, or two

I’m sitting at the bus stop
of “I don’t know where to go”

& I’ve been sitting at this bus stop
for 50 years or so

But now the light has changed
at this lonely intersection,
and thawed, unfrozen, I
begin a new reflection –

The corner’s at the crossroads
of “yes” to life, or “no”
and the bus for which I’ve waited
will never, ever show

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See, I can only do the things I do,
and go the where I go

For there’s never anything else to do
and no place else to go

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