A Figure in the Dark
Theodore R. Miller

A lone dark figure stalks the streets
Those eerily quiet streets
His past a blank
His future uncertain
With only his goal in mind
The sounds of the night known to none but he
Off in the distance a dog lets loose with a cry of defense
The solitary streetlamps, each with its own domain
To keep at bay the oppressive darkness
His somber pace carries him along
Till he reaches the peak of a hill
The sea of lights before him
And raises his arms to sky as he cries:
“Alas, a sorry fate for mankind that none should look upon this glorious sight but I!”
As the stars watched silently, as though they were the gods…

Life’s No Train Track

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Iife really is no train train track

Its more like a back country road

Twisting turning

Many choices to choose from

Consdier yourself a pilot

On a plane

This plane being your life

With many places to land

Some may be good

Others may be bad

But only some will bring true happiness

Lifes not a highway

Which is straight and endless

Lifes not a river

Although some may consider it so

While others prefer that highway

Where everyone else will go

To the same sinking end

Of no signifigance

To those who ride the backroads

My salute to you is:

Let instinct be your guide

But logic stay your hand

Form making poor decsions

That lead to that one highway

Let your castles be of stone

And your path be of sand

On which you may go where you please

To a life of which will be great…