The Road Seen

by joetwo

The road is not always how it is seen

Paved with good intentions

Direct to righteousness

With utopia right over the horizon


The road rarely is smooth

It rarely follows the maps

Every step requires you to be sure of your direction

Lest you lose your way


And that is the treachery of the road

Off the true path lie an infinity of others

Practically identical

But leading to oblivion


It may be wise to rest a while

But the road seen calls

Calls you to progress

To fall into its traps


And fall they do

Countless multitudes across the centuries

Their way lost, betrayed by direction

And unable to warn those behind them