John Hardison Poet Narrative

Human Street

Human Street

God will have his grace as we walk down
Human Street in a direction only heaven
knows.

Final analysis of life is something
only God knows. The last freedom,
freedom from life a part of it.

With up lifting spirits we shall go as
others walk down human street in
a direction only heaven knows.

Human street is where we all dwell
and don’t you forget it for there are
those who must ask where is it.

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John Hardison January 2, 2017 at 8:42 AM Thanks Much for your comment. As a child I had to ask where is it. Have a splendid New Year! Peace, Love and Joy.

Carole Duet January 2, 2017 at 3:55 AM Never thought of life like that...but it's true. Very clever, John. John Hardison January 2, 2017 at 8:44 AM Put my reply in wrong place. See above. Excuse to error.