A poem describing the trials and tribulations of growing up American. The words paint a picture of autonomous seeking through the mind and the body walking and transforming through challenge.
When I venture out into the world,
outside my clandestine abode,
I sense so many places I have
yet to explore.
With average compass-reading skills,
an atlas and a new mate,
I become more thrilled, anxious
to travel on ‘untravelled roads’.
The moon, the clouds, the sun the stars
guides that give direction walk
while those that stumble balk and talk
till lips go frozen and the silence prevails
On these untravelled roads I go
in my mind and under my shoe
to let loose be free and die alone
for it is me that truly set me free.
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