The long road is a betrayer,
an amused laugh,
it woven silk on my feet and
and around my waist,
I travel it,
I’ve traveled it,
without complaints
– the amiss – only to stop,
to catch my breath and see
I’ve come a long long way,
the longest I didn’t think to,
didn’t want to
but were enticed to
by the promise of finer
things in life.
That Gut Wrenching Poetry 