Between Fortune & Disaster

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There is an old road
Carved so deep between fortune
And sad disaster
That no one wants to walk it,
But some never have a choice.

The skies above it
Are of a brilliant blue hue
The sun endless bright,
But those who know the road best
Will advise, avoid it at night.

Dancing in meadows
The soon bewildered do not
Comprehend what lies
Beyond the carefree places
Where such life was meant to be.

One never knows when
Raven black shadow will fall,
The Reaper’s scythe stands
Set to capture wandering
Ones, who are unsuspecting.

This old violent road
Has over ages stolen
Many weary souls,
For life pushes some onto
It and allows no escape.

Stay safe, always clear,
Never walk the road, please hear,
Too many bodies
Are buried at the crossroads,
The danger lies everywhere.

The devils, demons,
Laugh at those who lose their way,
Many dispossessed
Are thought to be damned, but no,
Even Hades shuns these lost.

There is an old road
Carved so deep between fortune
And sad disaster
That no one wants to walk it,
But some never have a choice.

 

Sometimes imagery is the way to deal with unspeakable things. I have used it here in illustration. If you have something to say that seems too hard, you might try this method. I had an excellent entry on Friday, but the business of life took over, and I never completed it. Perhaps after daylight.

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© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

 

 

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