Philip Carter

(London)

No Green Man At The Crossing


There is no green man,
At this crossing I must traverse,
No helpful patrol to make sure,
My path is a safe one,
The distance to the other side,
Is unfathomable but obtainable,
If I follow the straight path,
But obstacles and distractions,
Try to make me deviate from the true route,
I would welcome a guide on my journey,
But Can I put my trust in them?
And so I walk the course alone,
In the hope it is the true way,
If I ever reach the other side,
Will my soul find everlasting contentment and peace?
I will never know until I arrive.

Submitted: Sunday, July 07, 2013
Edited: Monday, July 08, 2013

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