A New Path

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A New Path

A new path.

 

I have hope,

I will change,

but my life has surprised me with something strange,

An array of talents,

With a mind of corruption,

I have become my own destruction.

If only I can escape this sorrow,

If only I can be freed,

If only I chose the proper path,

If only I could rid this greed,

Will I walk with righteousness tomorrow,

And carry myself away from the life I have been living,

Into the life I need.

 

BKrabbit

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A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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