I AM the road

I AM the road

November 20, 2015 poetry Uncategorized 0

I AM the Road

Ancient and worn

With different colored masks they come

I AM the road of Davids star

The road built by Pharaoh

The road of the Armenians


They come to me weary and without a voice

Confused and abandoned by the world

The road of the kulaks

Or the Yezidis

Paved by the failures of man

Painted with marred souls of the forgotten


My lure is one of power

One of dominance

I AM the road

Inescapable by man

To fools i am most appealing

You’ve read about me in text

How I led to gulag

To the ovens, to the firing squads

Where i expire skulls pile like mountains


From the streets and the campuses

They approach me again

Desperation burning like fire in their eyes

Blinding them, changing them, numbing them

As history again becomes a stranger

Their first steps come with rage and protest

Their next step will carve out the villain

A villain who cannot speak

Whose words have been outlawed

I welcome a traveler in shackles of silence


I AM the road

That leads to the end

Warn them all

I am traveled again



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