On the transitional road to....

On the transitional road to....

A Poem by andrew mitchell

The transitional phases
through life had
us guessing in
the lineup of queues
for a better life.

Some took the road
quite comfortably,
others veered off,
and a few needed a push
to get started.

There was no light
at the end,
no markers signalling
how long to go,
just a winding road
lined by your ancestry ghosts
egging you on
to the imaginary finishing line.

© 2018 andrew mitchell


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Added on October 14, 2018
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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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