Summary
There's always blood at the end of the road.
Every step forward is a foothold earned.
Backward tendencies erode our present,
sending the present into general nothingness-
a blissful abode of Ignorance inviting.
Wisdom waits while watching in the wings.
Copyright © Dave Collins | Year Posted 2022
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