Tried a different kind of poetry today...well, here's the results...

[somnium]

The road is hard.
The road is hard.
Why can’t I see?

The road is hard.
The road is hard.
So many crossroads,
Why can’t I see?

There will come a time of rising winds and breaking waves.
Hoist a sail of clouds,
To cross the sea deep blue…

The road is hard.
The road is hard.
Why can’t I see?

The road is hard.
The road is hard.
The blood is real, there’s no lie.
Why can’t I see?

There will come a time of rising waves and breaking gusts.
To wrestle it all, when it comes near.