A New Path

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A New Path

A new path.

 

I have hope,

I will change,

but my life has surprised me with something strange,

An array of talents,

With a mind of corruption,

I have become my own destruction.

If only I can escape this sorrow,

If only I can be freed,

If only I chose the proper path,

If only I could rid this greed,

Will I walk with righteousness tomorrow,

And carry myself away from the life I have been living,

Into the life I need.

 

BKrabbit

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Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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