We Block The Way Poem by Midifo Yearns

Story told and life recalled
in pain and shame and happy tunes.
Children play while head is bald
and sand collects in wind like dunes.

Control is lost and man is driven.
Wrong choice and danger shows its face.
We talk too much and block the way.
We do not move, from stolen space.

Desires infuse, obstruct the way;
confusion seeks, what is not known.
Rash fear, can darken every day.
Then dreams in wind, like chaff, are blown.