Road to Oblivion

I know what I want and I know where I’m going.
Each year power expands and fortune keeps growing.
I’ve no time to listen to the ignorant or weak.
How can they know anything of what I speak?

Better to view the world through my own telescope
Than depend on unequals who can’t seem to cope.
As I lumber ahead so many fall silent and recede…
Family and friends fade from sight, but it’s money I need.

Then my fortune and I make a startling find.
Alone in our rage the world has left us behind
On a road to oblivion that’s sad and lonely for sure.
A one way lane filled with pain we fought hard to secure.

poem by Gregory Huyette
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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