Trees of life has many combinations
How does one choose the way
For in every instance
Branches give away
Does one know themselves’ well enough
To follow a so called calling
With only blinded intuitions
Guiding them into mystified obscurities
Will the thing of wanting to please
Make life’s journey displeasing
Sending one along the twisted twigs
Of life’s broken promises
Branches of Life are taken in stride
And good intentions are stolen
As selfishness takes control
Due to human manipulations
When it is said and done
When the branches are thick and long
Will one look back on life
Desiring to right the wrongs
This Journey is an upward climb
Filled with thick greenery
Only blanketing your denying eyes
From the arms of your own immortality…
Written by:
By Katherine Kay Graven
November Eleven Two Thousand Five
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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