The Mile

Moving away from all the sadness, straight into, some kind of madness. Exploring the dark, for a way out, carrying the weak, and leading the stout. Standing between right and wrong, giving up, on this useless fight. Healing all the unnecessary wrong, taking a cue, from the strong. One crowded hour of glorious life, staying away, from the edge of the knife. Seeing the signs that each of us have grown, trying to recognize what we have always known. A mile in someone Else's shoes, learning how, to pay our dues. Staring too long, you begin to squint, walking ahead, ragged and bent. Envisioning a world that's not so fast, hoping our dream, will come to pass.......