Lines written for #FromOneLine 289
Without notice,
The morning took a turn;
I swiftly changed my course
To pursue it beyond the bend
Truth be told, it was needed
This change of events
I pranced behind it
Eager to see, where it lead
Maybe away from the madness
Of the daily grind,
That dare beckons us each day
Into our miserable existence.
#DarkLines prompt – doorway to the end
He did not want to walk through
The doorway to the end
He held my hands, pleading for time
But he had to let go!
Old man, I whispered, years later
Nothing’s changed – still no Utopia
We have a war, a recession
False prophets, greedy men
The plague and climate change
We haven’t learned – it’s all the same!
Blue Pen Strokes 