Crossroads Poem by nicholas casillas

Crossroads



i see a life through my eyes
the road that has shifted
one road be black
the other white
a struggle for existance
a never ending fight
the white road brings riches and gold
but there is a problem,
or so i was told
you face the possibality of dying
dying cold and alone

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