i found myself again hurtling down
some aimless nameless highway
on yet another urgent expedition
towards that elusive greener pasture
looming there just beyond the bend
not knowing which way i would turn
at the next crossroads down the line
without fail a voice would speak
just before the crucial moment
of hell or heaven i did not know
and then the choice was made
as if it had been scripted all along
i could not ever comprehend
the what and why and wherefore
all i knew for sure was i believed
i must keep moving....or i would die !
those hell-hounds nipping at my heels
were all the motivation that was needed
to keep me running on that dead-end road
neither here nor there but forever in-between
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