The Great Escape
The confusion of the labyrinth
the edges so tall
staring up to the sky for any sign of direction
left left right left right and left again
to end where I began
lost in the middle
the treachery of the labyrinth
I thought it would be easy
to defy the maze and escape un dazed
but it I that is amazed
for I am but stuck in this haze
I text message my friends they all made it through
and yet here I am without a clue
do I dare send for help shot up a flare
for it's not fair I have been caught in it's snare
for the lure of the maze had such flare
just to think I did on a dare
to cheat my way out I don't care
my pride is not all that important now
I wish a donkey and plow
to burrow my way through
for when your lost you know not what to do
Copyright © Malcolm Dyer | Year Posted 2007
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