dashing through trampled daffodils on a trail blazed by hordes
golden stains on the feet and soul
rushing toward uncertain futures as scores before
why does it seem craven to start anew?
the graves of unfortunate travelers flanking this path
display no shame
Nay, the action deserves the label bravery
fleeing a safe yet unsatisfying existence
in search of a fulfilling experience
I deem myself a hero
others should follow my lead
A remarkable amount of strength was necessary
just to get this far --
so much strength --
so much indeed --
and this is why I hang my head