in the end it is the journey that should matter
the doing and the seeing not the goal
the things that hold together should not shatter
the things that are broken become whole
we're here to act not just to gaze on shows
to make our marks even if they be small
to fire our souls albeit we come to blows
to dance though we're not welcome at the ball
miracles happen only when we're not
expecting them they're contrary events
we've no real choice but use the tools we've got
collect the dollars and amass the cents
life is no joke but still we've got to laugh
at how we make ourselves too smart by half
Odd ravings, comments, and other wastes of time. Some are in plain prose, yet others are in rhyme.
08 November 2006
on the road
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