Somewhere roads go away <br />From fears, greed and foul play, <br />They pass the trees under the sky, <br />Where lonely hearts prefer to cry. <br />They pass a lot of sleepy stars, <br />Afraid of pain, life mars. <br />They go through silent holy thoughts, <br />Try to destroy the people`s plots. <br />The roads meet all other worlds, <br />Sing song with strange unusual words, <br />They just flow down or go up <br />And bring to us life golden cup. <br />They make a fortune and the death, <br />Contain lots of glory mess, <br />They go through life with our choice <br />Create in mind happy noise. <br />We walk this road trying to find <br />The way we get of wonder kind. <br />Sometimes we go, sometimes we stay, <br />Sometimes we think or nonsense say. <br />The roads go with us to dream, <br />Which always are amazing, slim. <br />They make us go without tears, <br />When we`re along and full of fears. <br />They are alive with our dread, <br />But bring the light for sleepy head. <br />And if we see the way of roads, <br />We understand a sense of loads.<br /><br />Ekaterina Polischuk<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-roads-5/
