I am your Road

I am your Road


No-one will I turn back,
Not even the ones
That abuse me.
I am the road
Of your destiny.
I am
Your road.

Heavy boots of soldiers
Trample in step -
Children toddle -
So do old men.
Everyman walks.
I am
Your road.

It’s your very first steps
And your last ones
That I do feel.
And your swift feet.
I am
Your road.

I am a powerful
Symbol of your years.
In criss-crossing patterns
I run across
Your winding life.
Often
I fork.

I am your road.