Saturday, April 30, 2016

A Road Unwanted

the door to his home
is locked from within;
closed by the heart
of yesterday's sin;

while fooling the world
love bears no true fruit;
if life is to go on
he must chew bitter roots;

he builds an empire
of cold-hearted stone;
and as its prisoner
he mournfully roams;

left by the wayside
rich loves to cherish;
choices have meaning
here travelers perish

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