On The Way

As the lights would dim

My journey began

A one to change my fate

were others would escape.

The path that I took

was not as clear

But as trails would go

this one was to fear

Iron bars from miles to go

the winding stones

and slabs of coal

nails and scraps

pepper the road

Waves rise

winds blow

suns scorch

and the heat

grows

Water low

Stomach, no

Shoes worn

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