weston dugan

This Empty Road I Walk On

I walk down this road, no people and no sounds, everything seems to be stuck as i move i can feel the power pooring down from heavin into my fingertips. i keep waking down this road thinking of how i can change the world and how i could give this power to others, shall i use this power for good or evil. the fire raises up from hell...a stairway walks me down to the devils chambers but just ahead i can see the doorway to heaven a feild full of flowers and tall grass....an easy choice i walk through that door way where i can lay down in the grass and think. just think of anything that comes to mind my head stays free from stress and i can lay happlly for ever

Poem Submitted: Tuesday, March 23, 2010

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