ALONG THE WAY

We play, we stray, life many a doorway all areas grey, a mystical array. Along the way.

Along the way to destiny, we travel night and day. Sometimes predator, sometimes prey.

Life's a game? Is what they say. Why on the real I must appeal, everyday a new deal at times

hard as steel. Though sadly the case an occasional false face, beware the coup de grace

Haters, trying to knock you out of the race.

Just check out Sal, love kickin it with his best pal Hal, till he met his gal Val, nearly, lost 

all rational. But he kept a cool head, prayed instead, what came to light, he grossly

misread. An enlistee on an odyssey although very hard to perceive alternate realities,

Believe.

Many a tempting, temptation bringing unnecessary complications. While walking many

aisles compiled by trails that very worthwhile. There is no doubt whatever your rout you'll

go bout after bout. Tall tales tattled. nerves definitely rattled by the prattle, living life right

a straight uphill battle.

Even though you will get floored as destiny you walk toward, if you don't jump ship, stay

on board, Great will be your reward. You see, the scheme of things, like a mean dream, even

extreme are seldom what they seem. So mind the intrusion of delusion, the bringer of false

conclusion, mass confusion.

Now what's really real, life's making you squirm, making you squeal, mind, soul, body needs

to be healed? Give God the wheel. Then cut the jiving and conniving, Absolutely, No Back Seat

Driving. As along the way to destiny we travel night and day. Sometimes predator, sometimes

prey. Life's a game? The Heck They Say?