Walking Through

Walking Through prose poem

I walked the roads, and followed every path
When at last there was no more
I ventured still to pass
With hands outstretched and dreams held tight
I walked the path into the night
I found my way
and prayed that I might keep my will
and prayed for others who I could not see
My eyes gazed upward to a blackened sky
as a whisper chilled me, ‘do or die’
With nothing left but hands to grasp
My journey’s path was hindered well
and voices taunted “Go to Hell”
and voices scolded “What is your will?”
To think that you might cross the great divide
and believe without a since of pride
I acquiesce to the sources’ light
to find my way away from fear
to join in helping others here
I stand with open heart and mind
to lead you here, where none are blind
Solace in the face of hate
Kindness where the killers wait
Courage through the battle front
Wisdom when the liars lie
Alone again, but not to cry
Only heartache passing
The legend that I leave behind
will speak to you of days gone by
of love, and laughter, tears and pain
No one knows where I have been
No one cares what my tally tells
Only I can hear the knell
Only I can hold the line
and you the same but not as mine
Through wailing cries I travel on
To meet my fate
and face the dawn

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