Sipping the flow of time

Inconsistency throughout the trail

The rigid ground propels you in a direction

One step decides the temporary outcome

Possibly short lived if you go another route

Thoughts push the result of your being

The fallout cannot be blamed

It’s a creation of yourself

You’re sipping the flow of time


This poem is about: 
My community
Our world


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