For many years now
I have walked the golden path
Some say it leads to justice
Others claim it ends in a waving flag of freedom
But, who cares about the result, anyway?
I do it for the journey, because the path speaks to me
The colorful, understanding bricks pull me out of a life of concrete grey
As sweat glistens on my chin
and the sun casts yellow puffs of light
the road winks up at me
recalling my fantasy to life
A Truthful Path
