ROADS

Many roads,

So far from home,

Leading nowhere,

And to no one.

Only to places

Of unforeseen future.

To engulf faceless figures,

In time,

In life.

To bring each figure together,

For one purpose,

Bringing them closer,

But closer to what?

 

Endless reason and result,

Leading everywhere,

and nowhere at all.

Waiting at the end

of these roads

is a vast emptiness

of mind

and soul.

 

These roads drain a man,

Until nothing is left,

But savage ignorance,

To shape the unforeseen future.

– SS/80

 

 

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