Journey Men Poem by maggie oke

They know one plain that keeps them
One circuit at a time
they know one set of journey men
Who travel the same lines
They know not where the destination
But keep the track well worn
They trudge with courage to each station

Alight all ye who are folorn
Or lost or weary of the chore
In search of light to blight the dreary
Another ship to set to shore

We long for heroes in this hour
Our lives are passing while we sleep
Our plans once drafted were sincere
But pacts with demons Fear and Habit
Forced us, other oaths to keep