I'm here by the streetcar line on the corner waiting for the light to change this lights taking its time I don't wanna risk my life to get to the other side should I walk away say I'll be back another day it's no guarentee it will be I'm here by the streetcar line contemplating on what to do if this light don't come through I wonder how long should I wait I already missed a train I'm already late for the thing so many other's passed me by they don't wanna wait for the light trying to be good ain't nothing but trying not to be bad trying to do right ain't nothing but trying not to do wrong trying to obey the laws of the land the laws of nature the laws of gravity it may be all in my mind but every time I move something keeps grabbing me holding me telling me wait a little longer holding on makes you stronger but how long is a little longer I'm just trying to get to the other side pay the fare so I can ride I know I'm late but I can explain why I missed the train it was the light it held me back it made me late for this thing it was a the light it wasn't the train when I was a child I wouldn't have hesitated now that I'm a little bit older it takes a while for me to climb over some of these fences
The Immortal Wize
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Right Of Way
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mlowe5 says: Nice right with an allegorical message that teaches us that the "right of way" comes with contemplation which provides divine wisdom and guidance that grows as we grow. Thanks for the share. Another great pen, Poet Wize. Peace and Love, M. Lowe |
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