Wednesday, June 17, 2015

Walking Road

Walking Road,
each step gets you closer to a story untold.
Pages turned, some wrinkled, others undone from the fold.
Recipe books written, instructing how long to stay in the mold.

A mold streamlines the average joe,
a mold defines average to the bold.
Mold appears when action is damp and light's banished from a lamp.  
No one holds your hand while walking up that action ramp.

Don’t celebrate too soon, you’ll need to put miles on that pavement, 
it’s too early to join the rave tent.

So before anything can be told,
you must set out on your own walking road...


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