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Sadness Prevails
A Poem
i wandered the dark woods
and came to a fork in the path
where i was faced with the jagged road
and the spindly crook of a finger beckoning.
neither option was keen
to my fair eye at all —
but i knew better than to think
i’d ever know what a life of ease meant.
snakes had trailed my path,
and men had gambled for my demise,
and even angels had abandoned me —
so what did i have to lose?
i took the jagged road
with its tumble of dry, cracked leaves
and its mess of stones in disarray
and its uncertainty with every step.
maybe i should have taken
the way of the witch’s finger —
but, alas, i did not think at all
that she’d be kind to me a whit either.
i stepped over pebbles
and jumped over cobwebs
and leaped upon devil’s marks
only to find myself lacking again and again.
