At The End Of The Road

AT THE END OF THE ROAD

At the end of the road
When there is still so much road ahead
Stumbling to keep going-
A few words here and a few words there-

It does not open up like a dream
It is not wider and wider more all- encompassing circles
Toward Eternity-

The road in oneself
Turns back on itself
Twists and twists
And goes nowhere
For unending stretches –

Nothing can be done
Words must be written –

Another step and another step and another step-
I will continue marching ahead to Nowhere
To the end of my days.

poem by Shalom Freedman
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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