The Next Stop Is

The door closes
a tunnel too dark to wander
if an idol starts to ponder
ignorance is an existence
a title along the
minds of many assunder
yet we need to learn
if you see a way
do we need to turn
just keep going whispers
in my ear
my heart to follow
eagerness trying to trade today for tommorow
no time for sorrow
one deep breath
two feet on the floor
three eyes open
the door opens
Copyright © | Year Posted 2005

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