End Of The Trail Poem by Randy McClave

I have set my sights
I must not falter,
I have walked into the nights
My ways I will not alter.
I have seen the many roads
The direction though is my choice,
I carry my own loads
I march to destinies voice.
Life it is the beginning
Death of course is at the end,
To survive tomorrow is winning
To God we must not ever offend.
I have seen my own temptation
With demons stalking,
I have felt sadness and starvation
So, I just kept walking.
Today it is here
Tomorrow it might not ever arrive,
Someday someone might shed a tear
But, for now I am alive.
I will not give up on a dream
As I am a proud determined male,
Up ahead I see a gleam
As I search for the end of the trail.

Randy L. McClave