Crossroads
A man
sits on a stone at the crossroads Looking at the ground Theres a post at his back with arrows on it Showing which way to go He goes nowhere; chaining himself to the stone; no decision Afraid to quest, afraid to leave Afraid to tarry, to stay Clouds stagnate in the sky, suffocating the blue How long will he
sit there? He breaks
the chains and lifts his head - Joseph M.Barat ©Copyright 1995 by Devyn |