Bitter Journey Poem by Shaun McGurgan

Tired, the weary traveller trudges on
just a little further now
a whole life time's wayward journey
t'ward a fitful night's sleep.

Daydreams the distance away
each hour is the same
as weary limbs press on
destination closes in.

Remember the time when spirit ledger balanced
and food was the fantasy of forgotten dreams
now only the road
a wound that never heals.

Outwardly vivid colours appear as a procession
a lifetime of the birth/dream/death/dream/birth cycle
the waking hours doze and drift
every one is time closer to eternity.