Certain paths are filled with dread that
You don’t want to
ponder about,
And though you
know they’re inevitable
You still seek an
alternative route.
Never to ever
endeavor to go
Down a road froth
with danger and woe.
There must be a
detour to
Fond destinations,
A safer direction
to go.
But often it
happens, the choices have limits
And “the never”
defies common sense.
For the plethora
of possibilities
Leaves the world
in a whirl of suspense.
Faced with the
never
The clever and
crafty will
Find a way ‘round
it somehow.
While the weak
merely shrink
To the brink of
kowtow
When the never is
faced with the now
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