Transition

The end is now so close, feelings begin to grow,
What lies beyond? Hope it is not too sour.
What the escape is from, I do not know,
Was my path wrong? Or wrong image I wore?

An odd path indeed to take, frowns I can sure see;
Life needs a meaning, a target daily to seek;
The good of the world, isn’t all I should see?
Formulas of ego and greed, for me, are too weak,

[Feb 2013]

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