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A ROAD GOING NOWHERE
I have been walking along A road going nowhere. I have had few pleasures but A lot of pain to share. Having walked too long I feel That I am a bit tired. No rest at sixty five years, From work though I retired. Shall I blame the world for this? No, these are my travails? It is the traveller’s fault If in the path he fails. I chose the road of money, Which is but a mirage. How can on it anyone, Peace and joy, envisage? Now I walk with bliss and joy The road of contentment. No more do I chase money. No more my resentment. • Written in abcb, 7-6-7-6 format. * Awarded second prize and awardicon in “A River of Poetry & Prose Contest”, "A River of Poetry & Prose" * Featured in Spiritual Newsletter, 23 October 2008 * Initially written as entry no. 491188 in the book FAITH, NATURE & INSPIRATIONAL , "FAITH, NATURE & INSPIRATIONAL" M C Gupta 28 February 2007
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