Roads

roads

 

in my life weren't always straight

 

most of them were crooked

 

muddy trails goin' one way

 

the way I didn't want to be

 

they weren't right for me

 

 

but I took them anyway

 

there was no other way

 

I took the blows standing up

 

lying down wasn't my style

 

 

I

 

walked the ailse where only time

 

shows its light

 

it was hard goin' up, I reached it

 

drank my cup

 

the cup we all drink from

 

 

ev'ry one in a different way

 

the differnce was

 

I

 

won !

 

 

 

(c) JR.   2015