Across the divided roadways of life
tormented and wandering souls
leave behind their imprints of pain,
potholes of disenchantment,
filled with the muddiness
of many repeated mistakes,
misconceptions and ignorance.
On a newly graded gravel road
wear and tear determines the path.
Seasoned drivers, attentive to signage,
try to avoid the turbid furrows
that lend dis-ease to the unwary soul.
but if we knew what’s around the bend
would we return the way we came…
and never travel that road again?
Yet who among us can say the lesson learned
was not worthy of the harrowing drive?
How many of us without hesitation
would alter the map life set before us?
For is it not true the unveiled soul
gains its knowledge and bits of wisdom,
when under the influence of pain and suffering?
Guess I’ll travel that road again…
maybe this time, a little wiser.
Chris's Memories Cause Him Pain At 3:25 AM
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