Over where will I walk?
The old dog was right.
Like a pig on a spit,
was the likelihood of my ruin.
In a roundabout way,
I was preached to.
More visible though
Might the gem have been.
If in current-less stream the torrent came.
Lesser of love I receive!
Corrupted consequently my outlook
How wrong must I have been?
Used though, choices I made.
Without, today, I would not be what I am.
Jan 11, 2011
Jan 11, 2011 at 5:59 PM UTC
Over where will I walk?
The old dog was right.
Like a pig on a spit,
was the likelihood of my ruin.
In a roundabout way,
I was preached to.
More visible though
Might the gem have been.
If in current-less stream the torrent came.
Lesser of love I receive!
Corrupted consequently my outlook
How wrong must I have been?
Used though, choices I made.
Without, today, I would not be what I am.
© Tyson Williams