I went down the road
Mashed a toad
Realized
I couldn't turn back.
Mumbled a prayer
Seeya la'er
Hoping that
I wouldn't crack.
Hole in toad.
Hole in me.
I felt the load.
I couldn't see.
Tried to let go
With no avail.
Hopelessly so
I weep and wail.
Realized
The only way out
Was not, in fact,
to scream and shout.
The hole was there
The load was not
If I took it to God
It would soon be forgot.
The hole would be whole
If I took the turn
Back down the road
And the sin I spurn.
***
How true this is to life at the moment! And life at all times...for that matter.
Tuesday, April 25, 2006
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