Pre-Ponderance of Roads Maps
out of sorts like something's missing
seems everything in life is preordained
vaguely sense today's unfilled blessing
maybe that's why life feels estranged
once, not enough, maybe all that we get
to glean from fields, our fruit and wheat
satiate our bellies, taste little regret
life's experiences that to us, taste sweet
if all of my days have been prearranged
then, that just begs the next question
must I antlike, walk a path without change
can't I wander life with self-expression
there's a price to be paid for stayin'
there's a price to be paid just to go
nothin' we don't know, I'm just sayin'
every goodbye is rebalanced with hello
roads there are many, fulfillment ahead
the road not taken, the one less traveled
makes a difference, stitching this thread
before our days on Earth come unraveled
so we're back to fork at current crossroad
and look down each, as far as can be seen
before we pick a path, next to be followed
to drive through life in our timeless machine
© Goode Guy 2011-12-15
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