The Path Poem by Paul Kemp Jr.

The Path



Life takes it's course.
A long and hard-fought path to traverse,
A fight to the death from outset to silent end.
Ancient, beloved, and merciful friend.
Mortal and growling, I long for remorse.

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Paul Kemp Jr.

Paul Kemp Jr.

Brainerd, MN
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