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TITLE: The crowded road
By Sharne Mostert
10/05/08
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we sometimes get lost, even though we know the truth, but still God reminds us.
I’m walking down this street again
here I rarely find peace.
All along the road I see
scattered pieces of broken lives.

It’s almost always dark here
no light, no sun, no shine.
I stumble and fall and feel around
For something I can hold.

Dreams seem to fade away
wishes don’t exist.
Only cold, hard reality
as companion for my thoughts.

The further I go upon this road
the less love and beauty mean.
They’re only part of memories
my heart sometimes recall.

Where can I find a crossroad
from witch I can leave this place.
To take a turn and change my coarse
even loose some of this load.

My eyes I try to raise once more
to maybe see a exit.
A way off of this crowded road
full of human shapes and forms.

A tree before me, I behold
that will never again bear leaves.
The wood has born the blood of One
that holds the key to life.

Now as I look upon this sight
of love so undescribed.
I find that I am free again
to hope and dream and fly.
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