Unknown Journey Poem by Michael Shutt

I don't know
which way to go.

I don't know
which path
to take.

A Crossroad,
and vast acres
of uncertainty
stretch out
before me,

Leaving only
questions without answers
in their wake.

I don't know
which path
to take.

I navigate into
a unknown shore-

benignly blessed
by nothingness.

And Darkness looms,

And yawns,

And mocks,

against the beachhead
of my doubts.

My compass whirls;

The landmarks
on my map
are marked in red
by yellow indecision.

I contemplate.

And contemplate.

And contemplate
some more.

And hating
being Time's
lackluster slave,

I think I'd welcome now
the Peace,

and Silence,

of the Grave.