The Journey - Poem by Macwolls Kay
They journey in search of what lies ahead,
A shimmering light at the tunnels end.
They live for this in all they do,
It's a journey with many ends.
They have journeyed long for many years.
They hold stories of their past,
Passed down from those who have been,
Through troubled times and joyous moments.
They must take only what they can carry,
Eat only what their bodies can hold,
But some object and break the rules,
But it's one great circle you can't cheat.
They journey on in mighty numbers,
They hope they will find in it some comfort,
They can't stand still, for frozen they will die,
It's a journey, inevitably defined.
Some reach the end but never see it,
Some dropp out along the way,
But to most the beginning is the end.
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