Follow Me
FOLLOW ME
By Frank Daub
I am sensing my dimensions.
That I have them, I am aware.
The challenge is in knowing.
The tragedy is to care.
Dimensions, definitions
limitations -- all.
The work is not to choose,
But prevent an entrapping wall.
Requirements? Only natural.
Before ending, to make a choice.
“Follow Me”, a haunting message
Follow Me – an eternal voice.
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