The Walk of Life

battles raging in your heart

tomorrow may never come

strong and steady paced

a breath in

a breath out

the earth grips your heel

taunting

pleading

begging your return

its peaceful there

a soul surrendered

but still you march on

the battle is never over

gunpowder

smoke

blood soaks the earth

when the ash settles

still you trudge on

sirens wail

children sing

time spins

the hazy sun

darkens in the sky

when the fog settles

still you stumble on

the earth calls out

"rest your head"

the warmth of loved ones

long since gone

a whisper

a touch

when the tears settle

still you sit

holding your ground

stand off

fiery eyes refusing to back down

icy hands

grip hard

when your family has settled

said their goodbyes

only then

still you lay

in earths warm embrace

 

Author's Note

first draft.. not sure how i feel

Reviews

[Hoosier Belle]

Such a wonderful write here.

[Coyote Poetry]

The walk of life can lead us in many direction. We will learn a lot of pain. A wise man was asked once by a rich man. "I want a life free of all problems." The wise man took the rich man to the graveyard. He stated. "These people don't have no more problems. Life may have problems. But to live give many opportunities to know laughter and pleasure." I like the story in this poem. The poem made me yearn for more detail. Thank you for the excellent poem.
Coyote

[Wolfwind]

It speaks to me of the warriors march. The never ending duty in comparison to that which is left behind while the world demand they march on. It carries a lot of feeling and an inner depth to the emotion. Very nice!

Aaron