Saturday, January 9, 2010

Breaking Path

If you had my luck you would understand
Stand mute in shock staring hard at your hands
Your monuments would crumble into dust
Your golden armor would cover in rust
Left alone light in horrible freedom
All in awe at vast chaotic kingdom
You would wake up every morning in dread
That ego too is waking in your head
Take heart my friend you walk the better road
Sing a cheery tune; enjoy your light load
Easy answers to all of those who wait
Continuing blind on the road of fate
Don't be sad for your path is never ending
Never look back, for my path is pending

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