Paving The Roads To.......?
By Goronwy
Roads to freedom. we all seek.
What they are? and what are they?
Grasped by fingers of reality.
Seeking out a straight pathway,
In the curves of being you.
Holding tight to doing right.
By paving the roads to hell,
interpreting offences never meant.
A finger pointed, with three
pointed back at you.
Choices left and choices right,
vanished footprints left behind.
Being guilty is a comedy,
that entertains twelve men,
good and true
In the freedom of a cul-de-sac,
holding hands with failures friend.
What you’ve done and whats been done.
A chorus for the final hill,
but is it up? or is it down?
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