Endless Journey Poem by Ndianabasi David

One Express Lane two
Decision my only refuge
which Lane breaths fortune?
My heart went silent
If i... be an angel
I could go before the wind
Marching on both Lane
As just as fair
Only a few Attempt to try
Perhaps it is not as though
Yet there is need
Then I took to my heel
Untill the Lane darkened
I doubt if there is need for race
To such an endless lane
I doubt if I should ever come back
I could only be broke not poor
I was never a traveler
I was only after my course