Sidelines Of Destiny Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Rat-a-tat-tat, drums pounding steady beats, keeping track of
time as life proceeds down sidelines of destiny, living in
the realms of poverty and hardship.

Owing no one, taking nothing away from another, preferring
to make my own way or fading into a non-existence if need be,
a lonely journey to be sure.

One that belongs to me only, never owing anybody, giving of
self and not counting the cost nor expecting anything in re-
turn, a life of turmoil, sorrow and abandonment, yet finding
my place among humanity.