Lonely Road Poem by Jonny Brackney
Lonely Road
the road goes on
new trees, new fields
same road, same wheels
we lose ourselves
he sits like a statue
i want him to speak
to tell me a story
or give me advice
but the road goes on
there is nothing but silence
i start to see buildings
and railroads
the quiet is satisfying
yet i wait for his voice
somthing to break the peace
somthing to steal my mind
from this lonely ongoing road
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