He went along the road ,
not bearing in mind where to it might lead ,
of the horizon taking absolutely no heed .
Thus he just walked, tread after tread ,
with no regard for any consequence ,
nor with any dread .
The road spread into the woods long and wide
its far off end the forest seems to hide .
On he went with no lead or sign in view ,
beginning to think what afterwards he should do .
Lo, to the end he has arrived .
But can from that any happiness be derived ?
Was this the end for which he had aspired ?
Is that the end he has always admired ?
He now turns his head backwards in regret ,
Where he came from he shall never forget .
But, alas, night falls upon the road ,
upon which until now he quickly trod .
Coming back is an option long gone .
His destiny from now on is sealed and done .
Alle Rechte an diesem Beitrag liegen beim Autoren. Der Beitrag wurde auf e-Stories.org vom Autor eingeschickt Jacob Kapp.
Veröffentlicht auf e-Stories.org am 11.10.2007.
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