Thursday, May 10, 2012

Exit

when hope withers,
a reprieve is given,
the road is closed,
there is a detour to go
about to get to places,
"Provision" is the key word.
.
the doors you have closed behind
turn yellow, there is dawn,
the door to the cash cab waits,
you have the chance to make it work,
earn a bundle of cash by answering questions,
you will know a new you at your destination.
.
well, you're on your journey,
the wind listens to you via the open space,
your brain begins to think about
what it takes to be tall again in life,
don't forget your suitcase,
it's a sad object connecting you from your past to your future.

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