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The
Highway…
Has
the thought ever occurred to you?
When
you’re alone in all your privacy
That
just maybe life is speeding by
Every
once in a while you change lanes but you can’t change speeds
Seemingly
stuck in neutral used to be so easy
Shifting
into overdrive
But
now the mere effort just to visualize
What
you once took for granted is tasking to your brain
Not
even 100mg of advilbayertylenol can ease the pain
Somewhere
up ahead in the aftermaths
Of
a thunderous downpour of rain
Lies
a blood soaked corpse, which is hauntingly familiar
As
you slowly drive by you catch a glance
Through
your fogged up window
Of
life in all its mortality, in all its inevitability
And
you find yourself wondering
The
deceased as he’s come to be known
All
the potential shown so long ago as a child
Did
ever bloom to full fruition or did something hinder
Toss
it asunder, leaving it dormant, deprived of light
Even
a God given talent can shrivel up and die
As
his spirit leaves him, taking flight from this existence
Did
the life he led make any difference?
And
in the end, that’s all that really matters
That
along the way, the road we travel
We
stop and listen to the voice within
We
somehow manage to touch someone’s heart with love
And
even though…
We
may never truly know the affect we’ve had
A
moment of kindness creates a lifelong memory.
8:08
in the pm…10-27-97
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