Wandering and wondering

What it’s all about…


Reaching here, rushing there

Full of doubt, full of fear

Smiling without, crying within

Someone else’s bowling pin

Stay the course, do the deed

Lives pretending to be freed

From seeds implanted long ago

And buried deep by those we know

Are seeking always to control

Our dreams, our lives, our very souls

Do what’s right, obey the rules

Are we deluded, are we fools?

To blindly follow paths of thorns

As if some bloody oath we’d sworn


Just wandering…

Just wondering…

That’s all

copyright r.b.franklin 24/11/05
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