This Poetic road I'm traveling on
Holding tight to the wheel of rhyme
With no way to know the direction, I'll go
Through the twists and the turns, the up and down climbs

This Poetic road filled with the words I sow
Deep in the potholes of life
Moving along with the turn signal on
Whether I'm going straight or moving left to the right

This Poetic road will always be home
Follow the white dotted line
Ending up more often than not back where I'm from
Holding tight to the wheel of rhyme