The Endless Task
Marbled canyons beacon me on
Dragging me down as my energy is gone
My journey has been made across the dusty plain
As the sun bakes me and my energy is drained
Each night I rest from from my daily toil
As the next day for me is an endless foil
For the rules were set an age ago
When the path is set in honour you know
My task they had demanded of me
Is always onward forward you see
With no real rest from the endless task
Was it wrong for me to ask.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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